If I were...

January 30, 2018

To whom on Mars, it may concern,

If I were a Martian, I would eat soup of slime, and my bed would be full of bugs and grime.

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TamingOfSeaWolvesJan 30, 2018

<p>umm thats freaky my sisiter just had a dream about mars and here you are speaking of it like you knew before even i had.</p>