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last night i had my poem workshopped. probably the scariest moment of my life. they make you read it outloud and i kept stuttering. but i love attention so it was also great.
also i let snowflake out and then when she came in she dropped something on the floor. on closer inspection i think it was a bunny heart. either way it was definitely guts. i just whispered "nooo" and backed away. she is a zombie. i hate poodles. but then she softly laid her little poodle head on my legs when we went to bed and i forgave her for being a monster.
also i let snowflake out and then when she came in she dropped something on the floor. on closer inspection i think it was a bunny heart. either way it was definitely guts. i just whispered "nooo" and backed away. she is a zombie. i hate poodles. but then she softly laid her little poodle head on my legs when we went to bed and i forgave her for being a monster.