one hour until i find out if the confines of das uber boot can forever been shuffled trunkwards and outside.
it is still tender though, which causes concern.
i didn't paint my toenails, which causes concern.
my mum hasn't picked me up yet, which causes concern.
my stomach is flopping and flipping, which concern caused.
brightside = a room of redpurpleblackish walls is almost done, and i have something happy on the way:
something for reflection and a velour pouch, flip open and shine on crazy diamonds..toodle pip and a hard kick i need a cup of coffee.
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