it is a knife, & a very sharp one, i might add. & i can't wait until she finally slices up every inch of me with it. i'll be a thousand little pieces for her. maybe then she'll be able to slide me under her bed at night, or take me wherever she goes in her pockets. or just scatter across her floor so that she has to step around me in order to go look out the window at impromptu lightning storms. don't worry, i won't press charges. because it's the anticipation that murders me. je t'aime, cheri.
Nice picture, and shopping isn't bad for you, and I highly believe that when my new house is move in-able, I will be drinking tea non stop, you should drink tea, not coffee. And we must have a 4 o'clock tea time, and you and who/whomever else can randomly call me up to see if I'm home and randomly come over for a chat and tea. It'll be splendid!
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I am very sorry for this comment, if it has inconvenienced anyone or wasted you time :( lol <3's!
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and i think the only good thing to be addicted to is.. boys of course.
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