More Wreaths, More Paper, More Sun
[23 May 2021|9:05am]
Eleven years ago today, my mother pushed a kid down to get to a penguin.
Eleven years ago today, my mother pushed a kid down to get to a penguin.
Surprisingly enough, I don’t have any poop news today.
All I fucking hear are wind chimes, so I guess it’s a good thing I don’t mind that sound.