It has been my philosophy as of late that if someone jumps in front of a moving freight train, it should go without saying that the logical mind would not have sympathy for the pain of the one that put themself there
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voice as smooth as silk and soft as the early morning air. the end of the night, the dark to the light. The place I wanted to be... and I'm finally there...
it is impossible to sneak in a quick bite of cereal with my fucking cat around.. absolutely.impossible.
I wish I could just do something of the same demeanor back to him...tit for tat, you know? But do I really want to stick my nose in a bowl full of tuna fancy feast? not really. *sigh*
decompressing from another nightmare shift at work. left later than i did yesterday. seasonal orders. no neo wednesdays, more than likely for the next few weeks
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