…when you left and I was last to know

I’m worried. I hate being worried. Go away, worry. NOW.

I spent the day sleeping. I need about 20 more days just like today.


Posted on May 1, 2008, in Adventures with Sparkle Pants, All about Sparkle Pants, Boys are pretty. Bookmark the permalink. Comments Off on …when you left and I was last to know.

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