Thinking up a master plan, this ain't nothing but sweat inside my hand. Good, God, there's craziness to be had in my life. So, to everyone who I call on this thing: my phone's gone and exploded on me (ok, so not really, but may as well have). I can send and receive calls, but the screen is totally jacked up so I need all ya'll lovelies to e-mail me
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-Remy
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I'm at a seven zero three, eight zero one, eighteen seventy one :)
not to make you guilt trip or anything, you ditched me last winter because of your freakish lung disease (which is understandable) :) although I'm sure east coast winters aren't quite your thing, I'd almost kill for a chance to chill with ya, and I'd fry(bake) you something covered in chocolate as a bonus :)
mmm.... fried ice cream apple turnover muffin
enjoy yourself out there:) You won't have much trouble with that at all :)
miss ya,
Igz
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