Blech. Sweetest's Day is tomorrow, and as much as I'd LOVE to spend my romantic evening eating potato chips and watching Star Trek re-runs, I've got dance choreography.
I'll live. I'm just being angsty towards the world today; it's just one of those days. I didn't want to talk or be talked to, touched, bothered, or joked around with. I hate those
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