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read my profile sign my guestbook Name: Jackie Location: New York, United States Birthday: 6/5/1990 Gender: Female Interests: Writing, Singing, PLaying Guitar (electric and bass), swimming, dancing, running and writing music Message: message meEmail: email me Website: visit my website Member Since: 12/18/2002

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Wednesday, September 22, 2004

	This has become a tester xanga now
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Wednesday, February 11, 2004

Ugh... i HATE skirts.. they suck ass. People's reactons today:

Alia, Ash, Christine, and a buunch of other people: * falls over laughing*

Gina Pampi: Wear a skirt more often

Corbit: Hey jacie, you actually look like a girl today!

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Tuesday, February 10, 2004

India i know you'll never be able to read this, but i luv you. You may have thought that no one did, but that was never true. States will never be nearly as much fun without you and I miss you so much, you were my Tiki ....

She walks to school with the lunch she packed
Nobody knows what she's holdin' back
Wearin' the same dress she wore yesterday
She hides the bruises with the linen and lace, oh

The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask
It's hard to see the pain behind the mask
Bearing the burden of a secret storm
Sometimes she wishes she was never born

Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel

Somebody cries in the middle of the night
The neighbors hear but, they turn out the light
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
When mornin' comes it'll be too late

Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place
Where she's loved
Concrete Angel

A statue stands in a shaded place
An angel girl with an upturned face
A name is written on a polished rock
A broken heart that the world forgot

Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place
Where she's loved
Concrete Angel

In memory of India Kalhir: June 26, 1986- November 25, 2003.

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Monday, February 09, 2004

	I'm gonna make 50 bucks on friday... Alia, Gina, Autumn, Chey and Victoria are gonna give me 10 bucks each if i wear a mini-skirt and let them do my make-up... This should be VERY interesting...
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Thursday, February 05, 2004

Parfois, quand vous recevez finalement la chose que vous avez voulue plus, vous vous rendez compte son pas le mieux. Avoir le gars que vous avez aimé à jamais isnt le plus grand, surtout s'il est embarassed de vous. Son horrible, je suis rentré presque chaque nuit pleure, pensant seulement de quel pourrait être, et ce que n'allant jamais arriver.

If you dont know what that says, you weren't meant to know.

Parfois obtenir un object que vous avez voulu que la plupart de n'est pas tout en haut son craqué être....

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