Dear pet hair,
You are all over my house, all over my clothes, all over my dinner table, in all my food, you have invaded my whole life. Of course I could blame the cat, but I really don't think she chose to shed everywhere, so instead I will blame you and the weak hair follicle that decided to let go of you. Grrr.
Love,
Lima
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This is just a look into the twisted diary that lives inside my head ranting (sometimes inappropriately) about objects that most likely are undeserving of my rage.
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