Chillin at my grandparents house. Good times. They make me happy most of the time. I feel like ranting and I have nothing else to do, so I might as well. First, roomates. Have a bad feeling mine is going to disappear. Or, well, I don't know, but something not good. She's changed and I don't know what to think of it. Second, lumps. Fucking
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