i'm home alone. while my family's on wasteland/stinkland a few doors down. oh joy.
but for once, it doesn't really matter.
cause i'd rather lament here for a week than stay and withstand the superficiality.
oh boy. and surprise surprise i saw my allegedly lost book sitting pretty on the shelves.
liar liar burns in fire.
flipping flopping to the
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