*night before I'm going back to swimming*
Me: Okay dad. I'll go.
*in the morning*
My body: You wanna go to swimming? Nooooooo. *makes me puke everywhere*
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The Ghost Advice Horse Journal
De Todo2 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.
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*night before I'm going back to swimming*
Me: Okay dad. I'll go.
*in the morning*
My body: You wanna go to swimming? Nooooooo. *makes me puke everywhere*
