La lingua de Katia

La lingua de Katia The writings of a child from a thousand different parents

Monday, March 08, 2004

I'm Melting

Pale eyes and fair skin= sunburn
I can't handle cold weather and I can't handle hot weather. I want a white room, with a white floor and a white chair and a thermostat that keeps the temperature exactly the same. Did I just describe an asylum?


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