| | You Are the Ace of Diamonds |  You are a lucky person, and you always seem to find yourself surrounds by pretty, shiny things.
You have a knack for success and money - though your skills can't really be learned or taught.
You shine in a room, and you a have a truly sparkling personality.
A true extrovert, you always are able to share a witty joke or the latest scandalous gossip.
While you do have an eye for bling, you are also quite generous.
A lot of wealth and luck comes your way. And you're not afraid to pass it on.
A gamble you should take: Sports betting
Your friends would describe you as: Captivating
Your enemies would describe you as: Greedy
If you lived in Vegas, you would be: A trophy wife or husband |
| You Are 68% Pure |  You're pretty pure, and you have no plans on changing that.
You do have a devilish side though... and it will probably get the better of you. |
| Your Love is Represented by a White Rose |  While you may or may not be totally naive, you do approach love with an eternal innocence.
You love like you've never been hurt. And you put all your faith in your partner.
Your philosophy on love is: be honest and be yourself. |
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| Your biggest fan, Roger Moreno, was not able to attend today's performance due to a freak accident at his chinchilla farm. He sends his sincerest apologies from his hospital bed where he eats nothing but stale green jell-o. He also wishes you to have an amazing show such as the one last August, and that you all fare well until your return to home city in June.
All "get well soon" calls, letters, and even visits can be made to
Roger Moreno
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But In all sincerity, Roger Moreno was not able to attend because his father made a last minute plan change, and cut off all hopes of going to your concert. He is the sweetest kid ever and he would be eternally grateful for even a simple voicemail from his favorite band of all time. His useless tickets are just sitting on his dresser. He cried into lake Michigan, and he won't stop loving you guys until he gets all of his tears back.
Your's Truly,
Maggie
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