not my apartment
the below is not actually my apartment…reality is much more peachy…rosy…pale.
the below is not actually my apartment…reality is much more peachy…rosy…pale.
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A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now.
why doesn’t anyone comment on your groovy postings. I find them fresh, inciteful, and actually quite genius. I am totally objective and read billions of blogs.
Insightful not inciteful- it does make a difference.
you kill me anonymous you kill me… and also i am sure the water is yellow, i have checked with several other sources…and it tastes weird… and this is coming from a tap water lover
Wow, who is the anonymous commentator. I agree with anonymous. Your blogs are freaking Hilarious!