If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me.
It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.
When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.
It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.
When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.
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Priceless.
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I remember that one time at King's Gate when the revelers were in town with the Goat What Grants Wishes, and we slipped Pyotr (if that's how you spell it) a few intoxicants and enraptures, and had him singing and dancing in the middle of the field...
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Why am I not surprised by that?
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I styled your hair really pretty and you wore this pink fluffy leotard tu-tu and you danced this beautiful ballet from the Nutcracker.
I clapped and clapped and we had the time of our lives drinking hot cocoa and chatting all night about what we wanted for Christmas.
It brings a tear to my eye and a smile to my face every time I think of this. :-)
~sun~
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