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Tuesday, April 7, 2009

I Hope So.

You once came to my house, and you and I shared a box of raw spaghetti. The habit seems to have stuck.
Maybe I have a little piece of everyone in the things I do.

Posted by Laura at 4:46 PM  

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¥αβά said...

I LOVE!

April 7, 2009 at 6:01 PM  

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