I dedicate this post to Sarika, who sits here cursing and swearing. She is my neighbour and weirdo who roars. She laughs recklessly, just like her hair.
If I had to describe her hair in one word, that would be it: reckless. Sarika is quite graceful though a little gangly.
Her strut is quite hot. And she likes Earl Grey Tea black. She mistakes happy sighs for size and says oh when she's startled and has to cry.
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1 comment:
oh my god. you are heavenly! what was that phrase you used so much...ah yes, "OH BLESS!" :) i love you and I love the glimpses you give me of things through your eyes.
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