Sunday, July 29, 2007


When I see a man with a broad back, it makes me want to jump on him and demand that he gives me a piggyback ride.

When I fall sick, I feel like I'm dying. Really.

When I see cute little kids, it makes me want to put them in my bag and take them home with me.

When I drive past huge tanks filled with petroleum, I wonder how big the explosion will be if I ran into it.

When the going gets tough here, I wish my Dad never left Wellington so I would grow up as a Kiwi.

When people talk shit with me, I imagine clawing their eyes out with my fantastically manicured nails.

When I say "Have a good day", "Have a safe journey", "Good night" or "Have fun", I really meant to say "I love you".

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