Do You Believe In Magic?
I peed on it when I was little, I think I was 3. So, when my sister and I were divvying up the furniture – after Wendy-bitch {ya, long story, ex-step-mom} had redecorated the Homestead – we decided I should have it since I’d technically claimed it. I have an old photograph of me sitting on it with great grandma. I’ve actually only seen, in … Continue reading Do You Believe In Magic?