7/20/2011

I spill things from stirring them too quickly.
I laugh at stupid things. Just cause they tickle me.
Sometimes I'm as quiet as a mouse, that I don't make a peep. 
I know all the secrets in my world.
I sing the alphabet backwards.
I secretly wish I was one of the Von Trapp children.
I dance to David Bowie in my bedroom.

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