doodlebug: and this is what we call 'a cover up' ?!

Mar 14, 2011

and this is what we call 'a cover up' ?!

Trying not to think about that I haven't written in two whole months(holy cheesecake!) I don't know how it happened but I somehow managed to forget that this blog existed, I'm sorry! How the h*ll could I, how stupid am I?! No, but seriously, I haven't thought about this blog for a while. Didn't have much to write so I guess that's why...

Anyways, I'm gonna do a little makeover here! Not much, just som colors maybe and stuff. You'll see! I am at least 110% sure that the header and background remains! At least the header. For sure. Or maybe I will make a new one? header I mean. I can at least try. The worst thing I could do is fail right? Geez, wish me luck! I'm gonna need it I think, hah!

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