ramble ramble on.

when i first got back i showed my mother my tattoo and she said it looked nice.

yesterday, she asked me if it were permanent.



do i joke that much that my mother doesnt even know i'm telling the truth?

or maybe my truths seem like lies and my lies seem like the truth.




weird.



should i go see wicked?

xoxo
you know you love me

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