I think I'm smack in the middle of one.
It's not fun.
It's really rather sucky.
Highs and lows.
(Hell, I hope it's a QLC & not a sign that I'm bi-polar or something & really more messed up in the head than I realized.)
I need help. And I know saying that here probably doesn't mean a thing (because I know no one really reads it) but I'm still saying it here.
The point of this post?
Nothing really.
Unless you wanna consider it a cry for help, maybe?
Anyway, don't like it?
There is a big brown ass to kiss on your way out.
Thank you for your time.
:)
It's not fun.
It's really rather sucky.
Highs and lows.
(Hell, I hope it's a QLC & not a sign that I'm bi-polar or something & really more messed up in the head than I realized.)
I need help. And I know saying that here probably doesn't mean a thing (because I know no one really reads it) but I'm still saying it here.
The point of this post?
Nothing really.
Unless you wanna consider it a cry for help, maybe?
Anyway, don't like it?
There is a big brown ass to kiss on your way out.
Thank you for your time.
:)
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