Thursday, October 25, 2012

Interruptions

 keep hearing clicks at certain moments that like totally rearrange my face.  Of course, other stuff must happen.

I also got the message that because I ate the spinach I have to think retardedly about my future husband not picking up our future children.

I don't wanna sit here all day and here women pee in their parents over my father.

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