Washed in yellow light
It is true what they say. Spring is here and it is overflowing. I feel like I am washing a dead person's floor, and waiting to find out who died.
It always gets better and sometimes you get to come back. At least Spring promises that.
Also, a question: Is it hoarding behaviour to lose a filling from your tooth and then keep it lying on the table because you have a weird feeling that it might still come in handy?
It always gets better and sometimes you get to come back. At least Spring promises that.
Also, a question: Is it hoarding behaviour to lose a filling from your tooth and then keep it lying on the table because you have a weird feeling that it might still come in handy?