I Coudn't Think of a Name So I Just Thought of This Name
I'm writing this right after I got home from a big party. It wore me out. My sister went up and sang. I can't think of anything else to say.
This was my blog when I was five and six.
I'm writing this right after I got home from a big party. It wore me out. My sister went up and sang. I can't think of anything else to say.
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