Thursday, February 9

Bam

Got it from punching my sister. It's 3 days old. It looks more beautiful when it's an hour fresh.

Mother's friend tried to solve it. She said from the beginning that she doesn't know what's up but she keeps talking like she knows everything.
I give you, women. Typical women.
She's a nice lady but you already said you don't know what's up.

I need to leave.

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