I turned twenty-eight over a week ago, but there was no sounding of the trumpets, no fanfare, no confetti, no candles, no cake. A simple text message from my supervisor…
One, two, three, four Tell me that you love me more
I bet it’d disparage Sekine to find out that he was made into plastic. Thanks to vanille for sharing this with us. (You must buy it, you must!) Anyway, for…