I had a dream last night. In it I had three daughters; twins, about eight, named Esme and Ingrid, and a younger one, about four or so, named Yellena. I remember being happy that all of their names started with vowels
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Here is me wanting to kill my sister. Here is me using everything I have not to. Here is me clenching my fists, here is me clenching my teeth. Here is me doing my best impression of Me. ( Read more... )