Ok, so. This is a description of how I feel this week:
Half the time I don't know what to say, and when I do, I open my mouth and nothing comes out.
Today I'm butter yellow, which doesn't really look like butter, but still is called that. Tomorrow I will be as pink as a rose. The next day I think I'll be black like night.
The only way I know I'm not fake is when I watch The Real Housewives on Bravo.
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