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12 specific goals

1. I want to go to disney world with Clayton & Matt Smith
2. I want to go to Paris with Clayton and Ally Girton
3. I want to go to Crete with Desiree and Danes Dad
4. I want to go to London with Desiree and Jackson
5. I want to go to Maine with Clayton and my cousin Amy
6. I want to go to the Bahamas with Clayton and Brendon Urie
7. I want to go to Fiji with Clayton and Brendon Urie
8. I want to go to Alaska with my grandpa and Grandma
9. I want to go to a different universe/galexy with David Tennant and Desiree
10. I want to go to Ireland with Clayton and Johnny Depp
11. I want to go get pedicures with Audrey Hepburn and Cher
12. I want to go to Heaven with Jesus and God :)

12 best 2 liners from songs (my opinion)

1. If all our lives are but a dream, fanstatic posing greed/ then we should feed our jewelry to the sea. (Northern Downpour; Panic! At The Disco)
2. They say the captain goes down with the ship/ so when the world ends, will God go down with it? (Fall Out Boy; What a Catch, Donnie)
3. Theres no turning around, I got my hands in my pockets and my head in the clouds (Boys Like Girls; Hero/heroine)
4. Are we human? Or are we dancers? (Human; The Killers)
5. Let me go home. Home is where ever Im with you. (Home; Edward Sharpe & the Magnetic Zeros)
6. Im gonna pick up the peices and build a lego house/ if things wrong we can knock it down. (Lego House; Ed Sheeran)
7. Every new beggining/ comes from some other begginings end. (Semisonic; Closing Time)
8. Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea. All we do, crumbles to the ground though we refuse to see, dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind. (Dust In the Wind/ Kansas)
9. I used to rely on self-medication,
   I guess I still do that from time to time.
   But I'm getting better at fighting the future,-Everything is Alright, Motion City Soundtrack
10. They say Im up and coming like I'm F*cking in an elevator- Ed Sheeran, You need me, I don't need you
11. This is gospel, for the fallen ones, ne'er do wells, and sufferable bastards. -Panic! At The Disco, This is Gospel
12. Sex sells, and your sex cells make all the lost boys drool. You're a dime but they'll have to wait in line until one of them, makes it two of you. Count em one, two three- The Maine