Jul 13, 2012 10:07
Well. That's one way to start the morning.
I think I'm tense enough that I kinda want to be sick.
I thought, "Oh dear, I don't want it to be like last time."
And it wasn't.
It was worse.
Apparently I should come with aposematic markings like a poisonous snake.
Or maybe all those years of playing a Malk really did give me Dementate.
Seems no matter who you are or what I do, it's really not a good idea to love me.
It's not a good idea for me to be fond of anyone either.
Because in either case, all it ever seems to generate is blood and angst.
Don't mind me; I've just managed to fuck up my so called love life with a precision and alacrity that amazes even me.
Seriously, I think I should win a prize or something.
Ow. I think my brain is gonna explode. Or I'm gonna throw up.
Wow, today sucks.
hazard,
misery loves company,
necromancy