We all get a little stuck sometimes, right?
Seriously, how'd you do it?
I have suffered from all of these at some point in time.
Sometimes constraints can be artistically challenging. Most of the time they're just infuriating.
The title speaks for itself. In my defense, exams loom near like storm clouds in summer, and I am outside in a field with nowhere to hide except under metal bleachers.
Dare I post this? I dare, I dare...
Some questions might be better left unanswered.
It is only recently that I realized that I must really irritate my fish.
It was getting to the point where the frolf goals were hidden under piles of Nattie Ice.
Pretty much every day of my life.
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Sage As8bakw Selec and Jill Pressman
March 28, 2024
