Hit Cruise Control and Rubbed My Eyes
Monday, June 18th, 2007My nose the texture of a lightly smoked beef jerky and the tops of my knees the same color of pink as that of a jumper of a newborn baby girl. Every time I scrunch my face, it feels like crinkled up paper.
Ah, the start of summer.
Officially, the first day of my summer was last [...] Read more »
