10:52 p.m.

.s.h.o.p.

i don't remember half of what was said.

i don't even care.

my dog likes to bark at people for no reason.

i say there's no reason but they might just smell funny.

she never barks at me.

i may be the queen of hygiene.

i don't want to sell any of my books but i don't think i'll ever read them again.

i like the idea of keeping them till i have children that want to read rather than make their beds.

i don't care how messy their rooms are.

sometimes i'm suprised by my musical selections.

no idea what i'm listening to, most of the time.

the way he looks at me makes me feel pretty.

one of these days i might see myself the way he does.

i'll fall in love with me and never leave.

i'm already in love with him.

far far far.

yes, folks, he IS a great guy.

 .p.r.o.l.o.g.u.e.
.e.p.i.l.o.g.u.e.
.c.u.r.r.e.n.t.
.o.l.d.
.h.o.s.t.
.g-b.o.o.k.

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