Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Undigested Food Instools

Lett.

is time for exams, and I can not get up when the alarm rings, or to drink / eat and breathe through their noses while seated in the depths of my (whatever you want here) (is like one of these exercises complete with the word that you see fit), and it hurts my lip, and I live by the weeks end I know that weekend.

I'm going to eat lettuce.

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