ya know, if one didn’t know better, one might think that you float through the world on a carpet of vignettes, and one might be terribly envious of that soft, sweet ride.
Posted by jules on 01/25 at 10:43 AM
SEE...you are the person that EVERYONE hopes they run into on the street.
Posted by Miss Bliss on 01/25 at 11:47 AM
What can one do if all of the wigs cannot fit into the box? One totes one.
Posted by on 01/25 at 07:39 PM
I am immediately commissioning a sitcom based on your life. Seriously people, who ELSE runs into people with OPEN BOXES OF WIGS just out and about?! NO ONE, that’s who!
Posted by mia on 01/26 at 11:23 AM
There is no theory of a God, of an author of nature, of an origin of the Universe, which is not utterly repugnant to my facilities; which is not (to my feelings) so irrelevant as to make me blush; so misleading as to make me mourn. by poker chip set
Posted by poker on 04/19 at 02:10 AM
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