Pants

Hey guys. I ripped my pj pants. Now you ask - Why am I telling you this astounding fact. It's because they were my favourite pj pants and I'd like them to be remembered forever. And then you may ask - Hoepressw the hell did you rip them? That's the point I don't know.

Depression Right Here.

That is all
ChampsElysée

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I am a girl, last time I checked. I love food, friends and family and sports that involve orange balls with lines with back boards. I'm arty and have a hate-hate relationship with math.
I live under a rock, don't have a phone and am down right crazy awesome.

I go to bed at 8 and like my sleep. ♥

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