From The Trash Whore Diaries Mullets fascinate me.

Me too. I’m kinda glad I never went there, but also kinda sad. Anyway, I had to shve my head the other day to avoid mulletude, beyond the bowl.

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I play bass, I cook, I look out the window. Sometimes I prefer wondering what's out there to going out and looking. But not all the time. I only recently learned that leaving two spaces after a full stop is obsolete.

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