Apricot

Today at work I ate an apricot for the first time (I think). Not that anyone cares , but I said I was gonna blog about it so I am. It tasted just like a plum.

And I like the change in my statistic at Monster Youth since I got my lookbook. Not that I have many readers anyway, but it's still nice.


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