I'm trying to get better at putting things together.
Good luck.
I've been reading a lot of spanish poetry lately. I'm trying to get a feel for some of the literary devices that are characteristic of the hispanic culture; I wish I could say "my culture", but the truth is that like most Americans I have no real culture. No hispanic italian or russian culture. I'm stuck somewhere in the middle. Somewhere in between. I wish that I could fish for my history, it feels like it should be swimming around in my blood, but it's not.
If you're interested in the half of the glass that's full, then you'll be happy to know that I have a boyfriend who goes on late night adventures in search of the best tasting chocolate ice cream for his premenstrual girlfriend.
Bottoms up.
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