Wednesday, April 02, 2008
Sip.
When I'm pulling pieces of skin from the roof of my scalded mouth, I forget about things. Coffee allows me to go on.
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My sob story
- Shryh
- Misery loves company. Now go away. No, please stay. No go! No, please, I didn't mean it, stay for tea, just one cup. Please.
1 comments:
Gargle with Listerine after the coffee. Heals fast. Hurts like a bitch.
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