| fünfundzwanzig; thursday, december 25th, 1997. |
[03 Apr 2008|12:33am] |
Last night, I had this horrible dream where my daughter cut people's hair for a living. She was a hairstylist, and didn't even charge much for it. I'm never having kids if that's the future I have to put up with.
I hate christmas. It gives me nightmares.
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