ok. april has officially become the
chelsea will sleep when she's old
month.
this is more true every single day.
last night. lol. it began innocuously enough?
(they always do)
i'm trying to finish this poem i've been working on off and on all week because my attention span doesn't exist right now, and ckua is playing big yellow taxi, and the sun is out, and everything is horrible, but you know, it's all ok too.
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