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i refuse to admit that at certain times i am spoiled. i wonder how many people would actually agree to that sentence.but.i cant understand the train culture.i didnt seem to have this problem with trains and they alway felt like the cleaner places around.until. i got this weird smelling uncle, weird smelling stuff.and worse, someone digging her nose with her ultra long nails and playing with any gross trash dirt thing in her finger and conveniently throwing it at my side and then accidentally touching that particular finger on my arm.GROSS LIKE HELL!yah suddenly.suddenly it occurred that the place i once thought was clean enough,wasnt quite.i know im random but EVERY SINGLE TIME I THINK ABOUT IT I CRINGE.crap.bibi passed away today i miss the little one. sighs.he was the cutest maltese ever.Labels: events, rambles
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