I often refer to my bedroom as ‘the place where the magic happens’. I know alot of people say that just as a figure of speech or to boast. in my case I really mean it. in fact just the other day I woke up to find a 7 of clubs in my sock… and I’m pretty sure my pillows are made of pigeons. I’ve seen the feathers.
now if I could only find that bunny…

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