either let me sneeze or let me die
ive got this mutant cold thing and it's killing me. im inches away from spooning out my eye. ive been thinking and thinking and thinking, and the only thing that ever comes out of my thinking is 1. i grow to miss you more and more than i ever have, which leads to 1a. I do something really stupid and make a jerk out of myself (yes yes i know i already am one), or the slightly different 1b. I stop myself before doing something incredibly stupid that leads to 1a. if you got that, so much the better.