I still understand in my heart of hearts Morrissey is the absolute world to me. I came in tonight, and am still utterly inebreated (sowing through my spelling and general demenour) But I feel aboslutely distraught about Morrissey collpasing. Im utterly sickened and depressed.
I feel like...
I was wondering if anybody. Other than my beautiful self of course...
Has ever had any battle-scars inflicted upon their poor flailing bodies whilst attending a Morrissey sermon. Or was my penance merely a one-time occurrence set forever to instil itself upon my gentle flesh, branding and...
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