True story about snow

oh no so tired

Posted on: March 8, 2010

the day is like one day. will it get done? the more i do the more there is.

Bought a whole bunch of flowers still in seed form, I think I will plant them carelessly outside my window and hope for some nonzero percent yield. The directions are very specific, and in the metric system.

ultimate sunburst.


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