"A terrible thought has moved into my mind, I do not want it gets me drunk on wine; it feeds on my happiness and won’t pay the rent, I must take proper measures to evict
A terrible thought has moved into my mind, a giant rat that’s nibbling on my pride
It’s wearing away my patience and my wit
I must take proper measures, set a trap for it"
I am better, kinda
Food stayed down, I am not of the “lost her damned mind” category, it was more of the fucking shocked to Hell for a night.
I am in love w/ the SMODcast – and I have now entered the 8th level of hell by blogging about a podcast. I suck.
19.9.07
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