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imagine you wake up relaxed and rejuvenated after thirteen hours of blissful, uninterrupted sleep. typical lazy sunday. you throw on whatever clothes you see on the first rack in your closet. you go make up-less for the first time in seventeen days. you spend some quality time with your dvd player. heck, you don't even shave your legs.
you are content.
not happy, but you're okay with the mediocrity that lays ahead of you.
and then your dad ruins it by stepping on a beetle. on purpose. when he knows that you're a pacifist and an animal rights supporter and that you don't throw down like that
: /
you are content.
not happy, but you're okay with the mediocrity that lays ahead of you.
and then your dad ruins it by stepping on a beetle. on purpose. when he knows that you're a pacifist and an animal rights supporter and that you don't throw down like that
: /