My bestie Cupcake is leaving me! She's going abroad... for a year! Whatever will I do? Luckily she's started a blog herself so I can happily stalk her wherever she goes. The cutesy, non-threatening, approved kind of stalking of course. (I don't want Big Brother breathing down my neck.) But still, damn! A year. Wish I could be that ballsy!
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