As I walked out of my house at 7:08 in the morning on a surprisingly crisp saturday, i was awe struck. The day before it had been in the mid to upper eighties, the sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and the air was rich with the scent of freshly cropped grass. And yet only 12 hours later, the air was cool and smelled like the early
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Oh and plus I need to chat with you before fridays Psychic party...we have to come up with questions!
I dunno what Im going on about but I love you more then anyone! And in the words of Mary Cherry more thenm the dirty whore player players of Live Journal!
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