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Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Cliche.
LYRICS. Because. Whever not. So I suppose today was a good day. I have just sort of been in a fog all day. Partially because I didn't even put my glasses on until about 2ish. 3ish. Something.
Oh lyrics. NICE things. GOOD DAYS ARE MUCH PREFERABLE TO EVERYTHIN ELSE. NO UNFORTUNATE. Fog. Gum fogs. HEY. It's okay. Foggy eyes, though. No mystery there. I understand.
I do love lyrics. And yes. They are. I most enjoy them. And you do too. No unfortunate. It's always a good time when no unfortunate. I do believe that I have no room to complain when it comes to the foggy eyes. Compared to you. Nope.
Oh lyrics. NICE things. GOOD DAYS ARE MUCH PREFERABLE TO EVERYTHIN ELSE. NO UNFORTUNATE. Fog. Gum fogs. HEY. It's okay. Foggy eyes, though. No mystery there. I understand.
ReplyDeleteI do love lyrics. And yes. They are. I most enjoy them. And you do too. No unfortunate. It's always a good time when no unfortunate. I do believe that I have no room to complain when it comes to the foggy eyes. Compared to you. Nope.
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