My social life is a stillborn
My people skills are a crib death
My self image is the feeling of chewing on tinfoil
My will to live is a festering wound
being awake is mowing a 40 acre lawn
that's ok
never ok
but better now
Aug 1, 2013
Aug 1, 2013 at 2:08 PM UTC
My social life is a stillborn
My people skills are a crib death
My self image is the feeling of chewing on tinfoil
My will to live is a festering wound
being awake is mowing a 40 acre lawn
that's ok
never ok
but better now
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