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Wednesday, December 10, 2008


chuck bass loves the company of females. each one of them fantasizes him so interestly. they seem to be like his escorts or company, period. but blair waldorf, what is she? too caught up with the high tea and pretty frocks of the confessions of a shopaholic? or does the inner b has something more than that.

then there's our-oh-so-perfect nate archibald. the womaniser and player of ultimate frisbee. throwing and catching them back. having little j and then back into v's arms not counting the many encounters with older women and more flings on the string. so dear nate, what're you? do you have heart for little j or have you lost it all so suddenly into v's red chapstick lips?

it's fine if you disappear a 3rd time or a x number of times. i've gotten so much of it, i dont know what to say. are you being good? hope so, dingdong. though i have my reservations.

that one plastic heart of white, red and yellow stripes makes me smile for a second. it's sweet.