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20-Something BlogRing
This is a place for people in (or close to) their 20s to connect with other interesting twenty-somethings, maybe start a friendship or a romance. It really doesn't matter, just as long as you have fun! ^_^
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You_Wanna_Soana
Boston Latin Academy Alumni... UH class of 2010. Loves to take the time n make sense of everythin then BLOG about it all. -
kimlxf
Alice. (ahhhh-liss). Noun. I'm not very interesting, but I do make a killer PB and J. Don't be jealous. -
okimmydee
I'm the ultimate girl next door. -
happygolucky2169
College girl just trying to have fun and survive this crazy place they call college! -
Lordv16
I'm going to write things....the reaction is up to you. -
zxzSweetHonestyzxz
Hi my name is Paula and i rock! ok not enuff? Ok let's see.. I'm a Christian, a Recent College Grad w/ a Bachelors in Bio-Behavioral Health. Embarking on yet another journey towards a 2nd Bachelors in Nursing. Im on a beautiful Journey. Not always Easy, but the Lord is my Strength. I'm on Friend's lock so friend me first. I do delete folx who never comment. I'm all for building amazing friendships. It's a new season..Why don't u join me... -
blufaery
Embarking on the adventure that is "Life After College." Struggling to find my first "real job" and indulging in my passion for fashion, writing, reading, food and Scottish accents. Join me if you're in the same boat. -
wrds_r_meta4s
Today, I had to make many a colored copy of these various forms. One of these colors was pink. As I stood watching the copy machine, the exiting pink sheets seemed to be some sort of mockery of nature, as if the copy machine was giving birth. The little pink copies would not be paper, but would grow up to be cyborg copy machines, part human, part machine, capable of thought, love, and double sided copying. But then I got another thought. What if I sat on the copy machine, with my legs pointed outward, with my pelvis in the same direction as the fresh pink copies? Would it seem that I was giving birth to tiny little machines, ready to do my bidding and take over the world for me? Oh, how I would nurse my little pink pages to murderous adulthood. The world would soon be awash in red... or pink. But MY pink! Birthed from my loins! If I'm ever in the office alone, and I have some pink paper, I'm gonna try it. And then we're coming for you. -
figachewy
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catch_MOI_attention
If you think you are beginning to understand me, you have failed already. I'm a question you can't quite answer, a recipe you can't quite perfect, a smell that leaves you with a faint memory, a dish you can't figure out the secret ingredients to...











