.: dies :.
I looked in the mirror today. All I saw was a fried raccoon.
My non-existent hair was frizzed into a cone-shape blob of fuzz atop my head. Then my eyes. Oh, god, my eyes. They weren't there. Just big, dark bags in their place.
So, there was that, and added to pale skin and a crusty nose?
Ooh, I hate being sick.
My non-existent hair was frizzed into a cone-shape blob of fuzz atop my head. Then my eyes. Oh, god, my eyes. They weren't there. Just big, dark bags in their place.
So, there was that, and added to pale skin and a crusty nose?
Ooh, I hate being sick.