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Finders Keepers
Lindsay Lohan has recently sufferend yet another mishap in the series of unfortunate events that she calls her life - she lost her personal diary. LiLo and her handlers are terribly concerned that her deepest, most intimate secrets might somehow fall into the wrong hands and further tarnish the starlet's spotty reputation.
Luckily, the journal fell into the right hands. Ours. See some of the juicier excerpts below!
...I hate Herbie...Paris rocks...VIP Room...cocaine...Paris sucks...need to lose weight...freaking people out...need to gain weight...Jared Leto...see you next Tuesday Scarlett...shopping is fun...miss Daddy...life is so hard...blah blah blah....
February 1, 2006 | Permalink
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Don't forget these tidbits:
Oh Wilmer, I miss you...Breathe...Ashlee you suck...Jessica, you suck...Where's that Maroon 5 guy?
Posted by: Ex-Addict | Feb 1, 2006 12:28:25 PM
the last entry was:
dear dairy(sic):
great! i woke up today and found myself in bryan adams' house! and y'know, i thought he was simon lebon last night! how will i ever look at mom's straight in the eye when she sings "summer of '69"? i think i'm gonna slash my legs for this!
oooooh.... tequila.
love,
lilo
Posted by: acidboy | Feb 3, 2006 2:21:33 AM
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