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I fought with my best friend today because I did what she needed to do, for her.

I fought with her because she told me that I’m aggressive and all she had to do to avoid a dispute and get along with me was to listen.

She tried to avoid a quarrel by telling me she listens because I’m more experienced.

It’s a lie, It hurts.

I tried to pacify her and asked her to share what was wrong, so that we could settle it. She refused to.

It hurts so much because I didn’t do anything wrong and having to pacify her is humiliating.

Why would you show displeasure and refuse to solve the problem?

She wants nothing solved, thus, I’ll leave it at that and keep my distance and stay silent.

There are people who treasure me more and those are the people I’ll stay with.

While there is perhaps a province in which the photograph can tell us nothing more than what we see with our own eyes, there is another in which it proves to us how little our eyes permit us to see

HOW ADORABLE!

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The heart or the head?

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So true, however, I don’t only write stories. I write tragic fairy tales with happy endings.

Hi I broke my legs. Please carry me to the Laundry!”

I love my godbrother heaps. But sharing the same toilet & seeing his Calvin’s all over the place gives me the nasties. I got bored and drew up a solution.

My first re-blogged post. Had to save this genius-ity in tumblr cause I tend to lose tiny pieces of paper with scribbles on them. Cheers to the original blogger!

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This is hilarious, I love animals.

Toilets can be fun.

Lavender Farm- A little slice of heaven.

My blog doesn’t know me.

I need more photos of myself on my blog.

Old school fever.

I never get sick of this song.

“Let’s grow old together”- So cliche don’t you think?

I’d rather get funky.