they never talk about the kiss of life

But their is a feeling of alive you can only taste when you feel you are where you belong. Certain people just...taste like home. The problem comes when you get homesick.

On an entirely separate note, flower shops in the ghettos of hempstead? As amusing as it sounds. The woman sounded like eartha kitt. Like she could do voodoo if flowers weren't enough.

Fudge and I went to school with alex today. I wanted to drop out 20 mins in until I remembered I wasn't even enrolled. How did I graduate cume laud from NCC? Oh right, the girl wonder haha.

Alex, your drunk boyfriend could set off the sprinklers in any firesafe hallway. Bring a towel ;-)

Slinky!

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