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Thats his wife. She smells like licorice.

Percent twenty.

A little letter to the weather. To whom it may concern… Pick a season and stick with it. Your biggest fan, Kevin.

I have stripped my walls of everything. Paintings now rest in the corner behind my door. Photographs hide behind clothes in the closet. I am reminded of middle school and the inspiration behind Joeys bedroom. He would tear aesthetically pleasing pages from Rolling Stone magazine. Joey would strategically place pictures all around the bed and on his ceiling. I unfortunately subscribed to Sports Illustrated and reluctantly had to wait until seasons change when they would release their summer swimsuit special.

You really wear that suit.

But theres no princess.

I am always silly unless Im serious.