I liked my new shoes, alot, until I found out that they are, in-fact, the exact same ones I forced my boyfriend into purchasing last week. Now, I like them a-lot-more. I mean, what are the chances of finding two pairs of 1970 Julius Marlows' thrifting over a week span? Sometimes, all the time, I think that there too many strange co-incidences between my partner and I. On a completely unrelated note, I have two dots on my tongue they've been there since I was born, they are strange don't you think?
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