and they ain't friends so far, my words they don't travel far. they tangle in my hair and tend to go nowhere right past my brain and eyes into my stomach juice where they don't serve much use.
Every time I drink coffee, my digestive system literally tries to kill me from the inside out, but my body cannot survive a day without caffeine… Is this what an abusive relationship feels like?
The only good thing about hocking a loogie onto your own necklace is realizing it could have been a scarf.
I think it is a new goal to develop an intimate relationship with the car towing service in the Los Angeles area this year.
I wish I had a robot I could speak to about things nobody else cares about but me.
