Oh Mr Churchill, you have no idea.
GP got me down for a while and Mrs Chong made me want to cry. Not because she was fierce, but because she was harsh. I guess it also bothers me how she thinks my name is Nicole. Probably still does actually. Oh well, could be worse, could be having GP promoz in 3 days time.
Oh snap!
And we watched the plumes paint the sky gray But she laughed and danced through the field of graves And there I knew it would be alright That everything would be alright
- Grapevine Fires, Death Cab for Cutie
And by the by, I'm not obsessed with moustaches. Think of it more as a fascination, a fascination with facial hair.
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