Dear World,
You're, like, a total downer. Love, Felicity
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Dear mouth,
You taste like onions.
My breath, smells like onions.
I hate onions.
I haven't had any onions, I had yogurt.
WHAT THE DUCK?
Confusably,
Felicity
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