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I forgot my fork again. No way I can eat this lunch with my hands.......will have to borrow from the staff pool of cutlery. Hoping I remember to wash and put back. I have a collection at home already.
laffy taffy..... is that part of a song? If it is, all I remember is clubbing in my early 20s. seems like a lifetime away. dancing like no one is there, giggling and being spoiled by some strange song.
As the children walk over to the art table, they take out their crayons and scribble lines all over. He walks over and asks for the plastic stencil. He says he likes the pictures that he makes with them.
So we decided to buy her charms for her bracelet,,, did she deserve it? Maybe.
I cringe to think that one day I will become bland. No laughter, no excitement, just there.. not wanting more or less. Conforming to however life will be. I dream of keeping my youthful ways and thoughts.
The frypan heats. I'm afarid. The oil splatters every where. I want to turn off the stove. I stretch out my arm to reach for the knob. OUCH!!!!! (seven times)
The comfort of my bed when I lie in it after a long, hard day's work. The feel of the pillows and the cold sheets...the way my cat comes to me and purrs as she also makes herself comfortable.
The feeling's mutual.... That statement can make someone happy or it can causee pain. Th moment you feel the relationship is no longer what it is, however you would want to work at it. You talk to your "significant other" and somehow the conversation escalates to a break-up consideration....and he says, "the feeling's mutual"....
I no longer use an iron. I bought a portable steamer and prefer that over the iron that left a burn mark on my forearm when I was 11 years old.
Evidence.. became an obsession. After discovering him, she was sure all the others were the same. She repeated her suspicion with another.. digging, digging....but she found none.
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