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"School outfit" by selina-maria1 on Polyvore featuring Monki, Olivia Burton, Forever 21, women's clothing, women, female, woman, misses and juniors

"School outfit" by selina-maria1 on Polyvore featuring Monki, Olivia Burton, Forever 21, women's clothing, women, female, woman, misses and juniors

White Spaghetti Strap Lace Waist Skater Dress http://www.choies.com/product/white-spaghetti-strap-lace-waist-skater-dress_p44980?cid=8537jessica

White Spaghetti Strap Lace Waist Skater Dress http://www.choies.com/product/white-spaghetti-strap-lace-waist-skater-dress_p44980?cid=8537jessica

Amen, in Jesus name I accept my blessings of desires in abundance of immeasurable proportion, I accept salvation by confessing with my mouth that you my Lord Jesus, King of kings are my Lord and Savior, my God, because of you father everything I speak comes to fruition commanded by the Holy Ghost, through the everlasting love of Jesus Christ, embraced in Gods mercy and grace. Amen...

Amen, in Jesus name I accept my blessings of desires in abundance of immeasurable proportion, I accept salvation by confessing with my mouth that you my Lord Jesus, King of kings are my Lord and Savior, my God, because of you father everything I speak comes to fruition commanded by the Holy Ghost, through the everlasting love of Jesus Christ, embraced in Gods mercy and grace. Amen...

"Being a geek means never having to play it cool about how much you like something." — Simon Pegg

"Being a geek means never having to play it cool about how much you like something." — Simon Pegg

I love the violin, the sounds it makes and the feeling it gives off. I wish to that my mother was here to listen. I just walked off stage when I started crying. "Hey are you okay?" I whirl around. There's a boy standing there; shaggy black hair, sky blue eyes. He stares at me. I hope that he doesn't tell everyone about this. Instead he hands me a tissue. I stare. What's going on....(open rp someone be the boy)

I love the violin, the sounds it makes and the feeling it gives off. I wish to that my mother was here to listen. I just walked off stage when I started crying. "Hey are you okay?" I whirl around. There's a boy standing there; shaggy black hair, sky blue eyes. He stares at me. I hope that he doesn't tell everyone about this. Instead he hands me a tissue. I stare. What's going on....(open rp someone be the boy)