i love to tell
happy stories.
but today i tell you my pity party, sob story.
this weekend it was in the cards for me to go here... with my girl friends.
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oh my, nola. |
then, my parents are going here... to my happy place.
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my beach house. |
and my brother is going here... to a beautiful place.
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puerto rico. |
instead, i remain. in bed. getting better? i hate being sick. i hate it so much. i'm the worst sick person you know. i don't know how to be sick. totally counterintuitive to everything i am. dangit. if you have anything interesting i can read or watch or listen to. please, send it my way... ansleyhayden@gmail.com
where there is love, there is art.
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