What Were We Talking About?
I'm sorry for the complete lack of posting this past week. Wait. No, I'm not. Now, I'd tell you what I was up to or why I couldn't post, but if you don't already know it probably means I just don't care.
Moving on.
After a couple beautiful mornings of just opening my eyes, looking to my left and smiling, I awoke this morning to a clock flashing, 6:34 am, and the voice of a French woman talking about something or someone I couldn't understand. Talk about a dream killer.
Look at that, I'm bored. I'll try to get something up here later tonight if I have some spare time. As for time, it's time to go play with myself.
Moving on.
After a couple beautiful mornings of just opening my eyes, looking to my left and smiling, I awoke this morning to a clock flashing, 6:34 am, and the voice of a French woman talking about something or someone I couldn't understand. Talk about a dream killer.
Look at that, I'm bored. I'll try to get something up here later tonight if I have some spare time. As for time, it's time to go play with myself.
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