11:11
11:11
When I look at the clock I always catch this number. Morning or night; drunk, high or cool as a cucumber; in love or broken hearted; when I'm swimming in red ink or right after I get my paycheck; in America or abroad; winter, summer, fall or spring; alone or with someone.
11:11
What the hell?!
When I look at the clock I always catch this number. Morning or night; drunk, high or cool as a cucumber; in love or broken hearted; when I'm swimming in red ink or right after I get my paycheck; in America or abroad; winter, summer, fall or spring; alone or with someone.
11:11
What the hell?!
Jean-Francois was drunk at 11:11 PM
1 Comments:
I totally agree. I do the same thing. What is it that draws us to the clock specifically at 11:11?
Weird.
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