So, he went home.
Actually I sent him home.
(:<
I went up to my room and asked my sister what he touched.
I think he freaking stole my iPod car charger!
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The Ghost Advice Horse Journal
Random2 cups of random, a teaspoon of requests, a pinch of rants, 1/2 a cup of best friends, and 2 cups of stories. Mix it up. This is the recipe for disaster.
