Let us be grateful to people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom. -Marcel Proust
What, what, what the hell was that? I push all those buttons, adjust two volume levels, and what do I get? Squat, that's what. Look at me, I can record on my website, and yet I say nothing. At the very least, you could sing a Buddhist hymn.
i am so stoked. (and stroked.) thanks, lady. xo kq
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