Don’t Cry
March 4th, 2008
…over spilled hot chocolate.
How bent is someone who makes a mess like this and then runs for the
camera instead of the mop?
While we’re at it, let’s talk further about why I’m a freaking weirdo.
I can’t look outside (or be outside) without having thoughts of mulch in extremely large quantities. Mmmmm…truckloads of dark, smelly, delicious [...]


















