In celebratory fashion of the dawn of a new semester, I'm gonna put up some new stuff very soon. Definitely this week sometime.
Until then here is a haiku. Its my thoughts after I asked my dad where I got my middle name, I was 9 then.
In bloody blue jeans
“If she won’t love me, who will?”
She is married now
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i don't get it. you'll have to tell me this story sometime.
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