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pillow
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it happened last week around tea-time on a rainy tuesday afternoon,cheerfully eating the edge of my duvet and watching americans shoot eachother,something drained from my body and slipped out underneath the door,
im not joking.
i guess i should find something else to do with my time,perhaps take up one-person cribbage,
or open a cats home.
*should i be pleased or worried?
*is it a blessing in disguise?
*is this a common side effect from listening to morrissey?
*can i sue him?
*when im old will i feel this way all the time?
im not joking.
i guess i should find something else to do with my time,perhaps take up one-person cribbage,
or open a cats home.
*should i be pleased or worried?
*is it a blessing in disguise?
*is this a common side effect from listening to morrissey?
*can i sue him?
*when im old will i feel this way all the time?