lend me some sugar, i am your neighbor

every time i'm about to update and babble like a beast of a brook (wth?) i'm yanked away by the throat by my mumsey dearest, who this time, is bellowing at the end of the stairs and thus, i must scampper off to watch over my neice and listen to my mom talk about hot flashes. i wish i had work today. the air ( Read more... )

you'll discover that casual friends kept notes in their pockets to remember your name.

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