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Dear snow,
Kiss my cold, white ass. You are unwanted. I want a sandwich from town and you are preventing me from doing so.
Unhappily yours,
Hannah

I am moving somewhere that never, EVER gets snow or any frozen precipitation.
Also my computer is dead so sorry about lack of comments. It's hard to do so on my iPod. So I'm not dead. Hopefully y'all don't ( Read more... )