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gabi. seventeen. miami. christian. pescetarian. unable to swim. extremely loyal.
i like jesus, boy meets world, hand-holding, boy bands, comics, road trips, leonardo di caprio, high times, good music, reading, adventures, theater, frida kahlo, and sunshine. i don't like pancakes, disrespect, fights, being yelled at, foiled plans, or people who make fun of regular show.

i'm a fangirl. beware.
take a breath and let the rest come easy

i met allstar weekend- hugs, bracelets, picture. the first thing i said was “oh, my god, you’re real.” to which cameron responded “so are you!” zach told me that my name is cameron’s ‘other’ name. the name he uses when he dresses like a woman. hawt.

i was in the front. like, the very front. magnificient. i also made a bunch of eye contact with cameron ;)

i met connor from before you exit (and got his signature!), all of hollywood ending, the lead singer of the after party (and groped him whilst in the crowd), dillon anderson, michael martinez, zach porter, and cameron quiseng.

i asked michael if he thought having a ton of girl fans was creepy. he said ‘no’.
zach danced with sucia girls.
sucia girls also said hi to cameron… and he was confused and walked away. it was hilarious. 

tonight was foine.

  1. fakeourdeathsandrun said: did you mean 2012? sounds like a great night
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