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Friday, February 4
I heard this song in my head, almost constantly:
"Mama was queen of the mambo
Papa was king of the Congo
Deep down in a jungle
I started banging my first bongo"
You are a beautiful person, in a wistful kind of way. If you could, you would spend all your time daydreaming and writing poetry. You are a tragic beauty.
"Mama was queen of the mambo
Papa was king of the Congo
Deep down in a jungle
I started banging my first bongo"
You are a beautiful person, in a wistful kind of way. If you could, you would spend all your time daydreaming and writing poetry. You are a tragic beauty.
You are sensitive and caring, and you don't take insults well. You don't smile much, but when you do, you really mean it.
People like to be around you because you are a calming influence. You have an appreciation for all things beautiful, and you probably have some potted plants. You also most likely own a cat.
You like Sundays and hot tea. You will spend your entire life yearning for quiet beauty, which is a rarity in this world, so you read a lot.
Everyone you know thinks you're "nice."
