Carnival preparations are drawing ever quicker to a close, these mouse ears finished today are the last thing I agreed to make for growing army of offspringians. I completely hate carnival time. I despise the fact of notion that masks are needed to draw sincerity to the surface. I'm sickened by emptiness of Lent promises and whole this choreography is... sickening. I've always felt this way so what these mouse ears really are is a surprising sign of me softening. It really is true that: "Adults do not make children. It is children who make adults."
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