Noise — ie. my sister relentlessly talking and talking and yapping — makes me want to crawl under my covers on my bed and never come out. Literally.
aaron's random musings
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Noise — ie. my sister relentlessly talking and talking and yapping — makes me want to crawl under my covers on my bed and never come out. Literally.
aaron's random musings 
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