i love girls' nights. never running out of things to talk about, from all of the morbid things under the sun, to man uterus', to eleven fingered people, they are simply a blast. there was chocolate cake and chips and salsa. no one could complain.earlier that day, i was getting ready to leave/doing things my parents had left for me to get done.
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