Shameless whoring for sympathy
Tomorrow morning, at 10:20, some guy is going to cut into my mouth and drive in a titanium screw.
"Dear God. I said it's been a long time since I've had a good screw. But this is not what I meant."
With any luck, it will go well and I'll get high on painkillers for a few days while my mom gets to pretend i'm 8 years old again.
Off to bed.
"Dear God. I said it's been a long time since I've had a good screw. But this is not what I meant."
With any luck, it will go well and I'll get high on painkillers for a few days while my mom gets to pretend i'm 8 years old again.
Off to bed.