6.2.16
"Harrison, we both know that the kid hasn't listened to anything we've said for the last two years. Also, the kid stopped being afraid of things when she was 6."
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Hello. I hope shit is cool with you and all that jazz.
I have a small piece of foam that I am eventually going to turn into a doll. It's kind of leering at me. That's why I mention it. Leering with its complete blankness. Sometimes, if I can't think of anything to say, I like to rub my eye(s) for ten minutes or so. I have a tiny screw driver that came with my as yet unused pedometer. It's probably about an inch and a half long, but it still has a little plastic handle like a normal screwdriver. I wish I had been born tiny (except among a race of also tiny people) so that I could properly utilize this tiny screwdriver. And also have many other tiny things. Then I think I could truly be happy. Tiny: Etsy. Screwed: Tumblr, Facebook, and Twitter. Love, Tabia B. Tiny Person at Large |