after a very relaxing trip home to amishville, i'm headed to Boston for a quick winter getaway with A.
though there isn't much time to blog in my extravagant, jet-setting life (i'm currently squeezing in some blog time from my window seat on the luxurious Bolt Bus), i had to share with you bitches the best Kwanzaa gift i ever could've received:
true love.
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I know I could be shot for saying this, but I don't understand his appeal. He actually scares me - and maybe that's why everyone likes him - IDOOKNOOW - I'm just sayin.
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