My family turned on our heater for the first time this season.
Madeline came bounding down the stairs and declared that it smelled like Christmas.
I whole heartedly agree.
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About Me
This is the time where I live.
"Oh! Do not attack me with your watch. A watch is always too fast or too slow. I cannot be dictated to by a watch."
Right now I really really like. . .
- Mitchell Mathers
- Pretending that I can sing
- Making my hair as big as possible
- Chet Baker
- Sleeping
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- Quote of Thanksgiving.
- It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a sin...
- I'm not obsessed. Really.
- This is what will get me in.
- Sorry.
- College kid.
- *ring ring*
- God Jul.
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- This is the best thing I have ever seen.
- When a person is in fashion, all they do is right.
- In the darkness of my night, in the brightness of ...
- Please oh please oh please oh please. . .
- They took some honey, from a tree, dressed it up a...
- Quote of the day
- I might kiss you on the back of the neck, because ...
- He's a dedicated follower of fashion.
- Remember, tip your waitresses.
- A family of trees wanted to be haunted
- Taking pictures is makin' memories.
- Guilt.
- Midnight Snack.
- Verse of the day.
- The Beatles.
- Please. . . try and think outside the trending new...
- Verse of the day.
- Veterans Day 11-11-09
- Stay in bed, float upstream.
- We have a winner.
- Verse of the day.
- Say, lend me a coat.
- It's that time of year. . . when the world celebra...
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