Sick

Mar 29, 2007 11:31

Dear Cold,

Please, go away.  
I am tired of living with you.
I am very tired of waking up covered in snot.
I hate coughing foul crap out of the depths of my lungs.
I am tired of kleenex being my best friend.
I want my sex life back.

Sincerly,
M.

sick of being sick

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