I have so much to write about. I don't really feel like it though. I am full of interesting and wonderful whimsy tonight. I think I might have crossed over completely into my fantasy world.
I don't want to come back.
Two songs I like. One makes me want to dance, the other makes me want to cry.
I love love love the cello. Every song ever should have a cello.

Also, I feel like "cello" should end in a "w," but it doesn't look right.
Cellow. No.
This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin. Tried to reach deep but you couldn't get in...
I totally get that line.
And I totally love my crazy creepy ugly scar.
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