How on the hell can a tiny watermelon slice break the beginning of a sunny day into scattered complaints and guilt feelings?
It isn't fair. It wasn't so critical. Why? Why am I the only one beeing hit by mean words? Just trying to droo some vitamins in someone's hungry morning enzimes.
And I end up as the watermelon buster. Hurts. I hate when I don't feel like smiling on my way to work... And I hate, even more, that this has nothing to do with my destination. At all.
Ubicación:Sundbyberg,Suecia
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