The cake said, Happy?
I was so tired last night. A quarter of a bottle of cheap wine and an unfulfilled longing for cigarettes later, I still am.
So the question of the day is:
who will step up to the plate
and save me from my myself?
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Stalking and occasionally maiming life's sacred cows in the urban jungle |