The outside's dark, but the inside's smooth.

[ricepattie]

My mood is black. I'm in my sister's room with a lonely lamp, smelling of mint and strawberries, and I can't for the life of me figure out why. I've eaten my fill tonight of more than enough things, and I'm near bursting. I'm offically at the point where I want to go home, go back to Malden, and lay in my bed by myself. However, you and I know that

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[rabidpenguinboi]

Hmm... interesting. I wish I could say more, but I'm not really sure whats going on. And it seems that you like to keep some things in the dark so I've decided for once not to pry. But, if you start to feel like you want to talk about whatever it is thats concerning you, feel free. I definitley owe you one... maybe even two.

[ricepattie]

I'll save my one (or two) for something grand and interesting.