dear hairspray,
please stop leaving a coat of grim on everything you fall on. love what you do to hair. hate what you do to counters, floors and cell phones I leave on such counters.
love me.
and
dear onions,
you suck. my eyes hurt and I am crying. its not just cutting you that sucks, the whole time you cook my eyes water and burn. husband loves you so much that I will try not to mind.
love me.
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love this. so great.
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