Eternal sunshine picspam
Sand is overrated.
It's just tiny, little rocks.
Well, technically speaking, the operation is brain damage,
but it's on a par with a night of heavy drinking.
Nothing you'll miss.
So, I'm eight, and I have these toys, these dolls.
My favorite is this ugly girl doll who I call Clementine, and I keep yelling at her,
"You can't be ugly! Be pretty!" It's weird, like if I can transform her,
I would magically change, too.
Come back and make up a goodbye at least, let's pretend we had one.
Goodbye, Joel.