the wrong side of the bed
Sunday, August 08, 2004
he loves me mother. he wants to marry me and get me the hell out of here!
hmm... a week before i am in my new apartment. i am very excited. i am so tired of this little cube i live in. the new place is not as institutional feeling. there are older plumbing fixtures that are more likely to cause problems, but there is so much more character! no air conditioning, but wooden floors! i live in a box. a terrible box. please, give me a bathroom with an awkward shape. give me a balcony that seems like it might fall to pieces. get me out of here.
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