I woke up yesterday and standing at the edge of my bed was a fucking ghost. A strict taskmaster type. A woman with dark, conservative hair. Scared the bloody daylights out of me. Been trying to figure out what the hell she wants. Aside from the construction next door- theyve obviously stirred her resting ground. And aside from the fact that the Hills are notorious for this sorta thing. My intuition is telling me that its wrong to be having this affair w/ Poppy behind Berns back and right before their nuptial time. Shotgun wedding, if I do say so. But, goddamn! Berns even asked Poppy straight out about she & I. Deny, deny, deny is her credo. Clearly they are made for each other as Bern doesnt know about her and Shell nor does Poppy doesnt know about Bern & Shell. His fuckin list goes on, Im sure. What you dont know doesnt hurt you? I have an awful feeling Maybe its just that damn specter.
Better go refill my xanax.
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Better go refill my xanax.
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easy on the xanax,(did i spell that backwards) remember they come in
3 sections for a reason,your supposed to share.
prop's to the libra's of the world.
we've not yet begun to be led around by our desire's.
oh ya
hello!