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| #18 |
Today we went
shopping.
That is it, that is all.
And I am ashamed.
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| A little thing we call 'bug eyes'. I usually wake up Dice with these eyes two inches away from her own face, first thing she unwillingly sees when she arises. That started in Melbourne. And continued cross country |
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| Meow |
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| Please, no |
But actually, after my darling sister made the comment that she's 'sick of seeing me in the same clothes in all my photos' I'm going to handball this off to being her fault. She's sick of it?! How about moi, who's been living outta a backpack for almost five months?! Honestly. What's a girl to do?
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