all that you smother is all that you are + what I'm going to be up to
My mom was very sweet the other night…a very happy drunk. It was the night of the last day of school for the students, and she was sad that she was never going to see this group of students again. They really weaseled their way into her heart. She said “all my chickens are leaving me. They’re flying the coop.” Then she called Tommy and me chickens… ( Read more... )
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