i don't know what brought this on, but I feel like I've got everything figured out. I think I'm to terms with everything I need to be to terms with. All the skeletons in my closet appear to be gone. They could've just been moved and I'll stumble upon them later, but for now, I feel content. take care everyone.
til next time,
-79
til next time,
-79
Skittles are the bomb-diggity.