I HATE THE WEATHER. *beads of sweat rolling down the side of my face*
IT'S SO HOT. SO STUFFY. SO MANY FLIES.
WHERE'S AUTHUM?
HURRY COOL AIR, COME TO ME.
IT'S SO HOT. SO STUFFY. SO MANY FLIES.
WHERE'S AUTHUM?
HURRY COOL AIR, COME TO ME.
Saturday, March 25, 2006
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