Number 59.

Jun 27, 2011 00:57

The trip was.. a trip.

My parents are still here for another week. We've been having meaningful conversations over dinner. By meaningful, I mean, obnoxious and repetitive. I don't know how many times my mum can tell me to marry a nice girl, or how many different ways, before she gets the idea I'm not even listening anymore.

mother knows best, summer, mommy dearest

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