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and i'm on my knees looking for the answer
Sunday, November 22nd, 2015 12:01 pmSomething was poking me when I sat down.
It was a sharpie.
Where did it come from? I genuinely do not know why I would want to have a sharpie in my pocket today.
More disturbingly, I vaguely recall picking it up and thinking "no reason to carry this around!"
It was a sharpie.
Where did it come from? I genuinely do not know why I would want to have a sharpie in my pocket today.
More disturbingly, I vaguely recall picking it up and thinking "no reason to carry this around!"
