call me Mara
working out my salvation with fear and trembling
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
i killed it.
Not in the slang way. This is nothing good.
After all my blood, sweat and toil I killed my mother. The sour dough one.
Left her in the fridge too long. Drat!
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