okay i’ll spill. it is about lonnie

live reaction to being subtweeted

does anyone else feel like they are slipping through each day without doing anything meaningful or intentional? that something is deeply wrong and inescapable? or is this just adulthood?

this is good

im interested :-)

very hard!

truth is every day is very hard

the pheasant was enlarged, that meant it was full of eggs and could not be eaten. i woke up

since reading danny champion of the world by rohl dahl as a child. my roommate told me they ate some of my watermelon, and i said that was okay, even though i was annoyed. i went to a cafe by clark park where i ran into fellows and showed them the pheasant. eliana told me me since the wattle/face of

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if i actually will or not is a whole other matter...