Did not even try, just cried. So much. The song was on while I was just sketching smiling Marco with tears. And I went deep, too deep, broke my own heart. What a way to end a bad week. -cries- I hope your imagination tear you up so bad like mine.
“jean was suddenly ovewhelmed by how many jeans were piled up inside their jeans closet, for jean could not tell which jean were clean jeans and which were dirty jeans, so all jean could do was look for some jeans that were nice and clean so he could go shopping for a couple of jeans and so jean then would have more jeans to pile up in jean’s pile of jeans with clean jeans and dirty jeans.”