When Nadezhda finally rolled out of bed, it was nearly midday. With a small sigh, she freshened up and walked upstairs, ready to practise. It would be something to do.
We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone who's weirdness is compatible with ours, we fall in Mutual Weirdness and call it love. -Dr Seuss.
(phooey... i can't think of anything either.... D: )
We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone who's weirdness is compatible with ours, we fall in Mutual Weirdness and call it love. -Dr Seuss.