Thin the veil between the spheres.
Drink the blood and fuck tomorrow.
Make a vow to last for years.
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This blog used to be called "Why I Can't Stop Smoking." Well, I did stop smoking. Now I need to stop drinking. The only thing is, every day there seems to be a reason why I can't just yet. It worked before, so—here goes! Today's reason
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About Me
- Claudia
- The sister of the President of the Garden Club, a former journalist (People, Life) and now vacation rental property manager on an island once known as Claudia's Island, Claudia has honed her bedmaking skills and seldom travels without a truckload of substandard chairs.
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and what might that vow be ??? I ate way too many of those candy corns...came home with the sugar blues...I vow to never eat them again...until next Holloween there will be no temptation...it's just that cute little bowl of yours! It's just all those cute little bottles of ???
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