Springtime really does get to me. It's not just a running joke. It's not that I don't like the weather and the rainstorms and the cherry blossums because I do, but for some reason they fill me with despair. I seem to be incapable of enjoying anything in a straight forward and uncomplicated manner.
So.
zingibar and I went to the Brillobox about a week
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