Just a thought

every time i read through Texts From Last Night, i think immediately of my sister. because she lives with such...spirit...and has the best. stories. ever. which is not to say i've completely outgrown nights of unabashed immaturity nor am i at any liberty to preach pious bullsh*t to anyone. it's just that, in my efforts to hit a twenty-something stride (and exercising a bit of discretion), i have taken up book clubs and adopted board gaming. wham bam thank you ma'am.

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  (415): apparently you can't crawl through the drive-thru window

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  (517): found her sleeping in the closet. woke her up and she said she was camping.

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  (708): She washed her feet in the sink at white castle. I want this girl in my life.