Haaaaaah
Pasta. Control group sauce. Experimental group sauce. Aftertaste-nauseatingly sweet white wine. Fight Club. Photos. Mall. Shop sales. Two bathroom breaks. Rafael Moreira. And a future to think of put on hold. Finally. I've been worrying about a hundres pesos somewhat down the drain, but at least it's a problem I can stare at. A welcome change from all the what-ifs I've been dealing with.
We all want to get out of here, don't we? Some say it's just a state of mind. Some of us are just tired of falling in love with the same box over and over again. Some won't settle with just making it work.
For the meantime tho, Lukas is an idiot, but I really like what he did with his song this round, and Mr. Ryan Starr should stop using his Psychology training.
We all want to get out of here, don't we? Some say it's just a state of mind. Some of us are just tired of falling in love with the same box over and over again. Some won't settle with just making it work.
For the meantime tho, Lukas is an idiot, but I really like what he did with his song this round, and Mr. Ryan Starr should stop using his Psychology training.
3 Comments:
yeeeeeeeeeeeeah.
yesterday probably erased a hundred boring birthdays and crap-crowd parties. i have newfound respect for pasta and lite tuna.
Aw. I like this post.
Some won't settle with just making it work.
Word. lol.
Ill make my lemon shrimp pasta next time? but it might be too plane for you haha and it has parsley.
dixi go to my lj haha
ETF PLAIN. EDIT. FCK HAHA
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