now I know why I've been havin nightmares all week w/Matt's sister in them. she was visiting here (Matt was my fiance who died) She didn't even text hi. I'd've met her for coffee, I have things for her. Grrrr
Curved in all lacy-edged rancid like that bit of peel in the back corner of the fridge. You know it rattles a bit too heartily for any kind of cool longevity & the ice cream, is another sign of trouble.