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Wednesday, December 12, 2007 


I don't have a lot of cashmere. It's hella expensive. And if I did own cashmere, I would wear everything in the J. Crew catalogue! However, I did wear a cashmere turtleneck to work today. And I dated it, fell in love with it, married it, and had tiny cashmere babies with it all during the course of a day. That doesn't make me weird, does it?

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i like your sweat poods. no give it to me. we all know i fit into your clothes.

i also like how i've lost of all control of the english language. oh well, seriously, give me your sweater.

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