I hate NRE. I can't eat. There are steel-edged butterflies in my stomach. My ears are ringing. I can't breathe.
And he was born on my birthday. Bah.
Off to move + do NRE stuff + do ORE stuff. Bahah.
*cries*
Jeeze, can you tell I'm not thinking straight?
And he was born on my birthday. Bah.
Off to move + do NRE stuff + do ORE stuff. Bahah.
*cries*
Jeeze, can you tell I'm not thinking straight?
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