Hope someone's having a supercalifragilisticexpialidocious birthday(the date on this post is screwed). Candles remind me of the time at the rooftop bar, when it wasn't the first time i got accused of being artificial, but the first time i actually cared. Or the time we had to sit on jule's porch to eat cos we couldn't bring the dog in. And how we had to use it to see the food cos there wasn't any light. Yeaaap. Candles sure are pretty. ANYWAYS...Bloody flew off my bike. And I lost my drive in movie leaflet [insert angry geeking-out face].
Ahhh..Good riddance normalcy, I don't miss you at all.
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