the other night, when owen, javie, lori, and i so cleverly decided not to sleep, owen sat up for three hours writing poetry. most of it was pretty funny, some of it was really sad, all of it was some degree of terrible, but there was one, in which he so kindly stated that i needed a make-over
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the second picture really is him, you know. i swear it.
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You should be a nice friend and loan him a comb. :D
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cunt.
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