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This is just to point out that I don't write anything if there is nothing to say.
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- Martha Craig
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- What happens when a young, carefree drunk moves to the suburbs and has children.
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April
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- Poor moi
- Oysters!
- Instant fame and fortune, here I come
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- New picture
- For the very, very observant
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- Vive la international travel! Et la franglaise - ...
- Did they rock?
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- ET
- When the cats away...
- Waiting...
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April
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8 comments:
so brave of you to tell it like it is.
sorry, what were you saying?
Nothing sadly, my mind is a desert. Imagine if it were a dessert. Mmmm.
MMMMMMMMMM, brainssssss!
All I could think of was fava beans. But I don't know how they're spelled, so I didn't say anything...
just as i make a point of never commenting if i have nothing to say in reply
Thanks, noted!
Same. Same.
I have nothing to say and this is nothing and I am saying it.
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