Sunday, April 4, 2010

bird poop


My life is really normal this weekend. My life is really noisy this weekend. A symphony of screaming voices is constantly emerging from every member of my family at all hours except for bunny hours. I could get use to this? I couldn't get use to this. My ex-lover and I laughed together yesterday. The last memories I had of him was running mascara running all my clothes. Laughing with him seemed absurd, until yesterday. Everything is interesting.

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