cue cathartic function of tumblr
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a customer told me i look like kate winslet today
“shnippity shnip shnep” “what the fuck? uhhh keep it goin, gotta be mo, mo mo mo. fo sho. poetry. for yo. and ya bro, and ya bro’s mo. and her friend pappy.
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just realized my dream of putting a fried egg on top of a bowl of macaroni and cheese
postin’ shit on tumblr on christmas eve, sippin hot cider and listening to sarah vaughn