Limitations: An annoying itch, a tsunami.
Neither her or I know why we choose to sleep under our bed at night. Technically, we’re suppose to sleep in the bathtub, but its full of mildew and I lost my last scrubby brush. I also have a phobia that involves loose hairs. Every time the bombs explode I [...]
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