Bored. When bored write. When write, post. Return to hunter gatherer mood. *Smash*
Articulation in Amber
by Me (steal and I will reach down your throat and play connect-four on your lungs).
“Another one, kid?”
I hate being called a kid. It implies that I’m small, annoying, and probably Germanic (or from the New World, but heck; she’s a bartender,
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