i was slicing off the inedible ends of strawberries with a paring knife and i cut my finger. it hurt a lot. i washed it a billion times. i hope the red stuff on the knife was strawberry juice, not blood.
the canadian census came in the mail. damn, i love filling in stupid shit like that. my mom has two birthdays because her legal birthday is 10 months after her real birthday. her birth wasn't registered right away. very interesting, i know.
Maybe she's wrong
But I wouldn’t mind my own
What do I know?
I’m best to let go
With a touch of her soul
What do I know?
She's beautiful
And wild
I can't compare
And wild
It's just not fair
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