poison Ivy, sets forth the summer days.
I am still waiting,
the snow is still staring.
I am at Zainab's, painting the wall.
It was an early morning, at 7:00am. Then I came here and we made pancakes, croissants and tea. Then we played scrabble, and I beat her. (duh). Now she's trying to seduce me. She's hiding behind her book and flipping me off.
Belgium or Peru?
2 comments:
you can't make pancakes.
you just dropped the chalk.
wow. You kinda fail at life.
=]
but the wall looks beautiful.
thankyou
I want piiiiiictures.
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