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dame.
Everything is such a chore. Talking with people is such a chore. Can't we all just curl up into balls, and sleep together, or something?
As long as there are no intruding cats and no one hogs the blanki.
Blah, everything is so fricken sticky.
*sigh* I miss Greg. Or whatever image i have of him in my head.
Everything is such a chore. Talking with people is such a chore. Can't we all just curl up into balls, and sleep together, or something?
As long as there are no intruding cats and no one hogs the blanki.
Blah, everything is so fricken sticky.
*sigh* I miss Greg. Or whatever image i have of him in my head.