Today, I shall speak of Saturday morning: Alarm clocks have never really worked, especially when it is cold outside. This last week was spent with no common rhythm in my heart and now my feet are freezing. This place is starting to look like a message board for The Peach Pit. Working through the weekend is a hand job.
Thank you & Good Day,
Garrwwtt
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So I guess this is supposed to be ironic because it’s not eye opening and contains more than thirty words?
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