Some days Xanax just can't get the job done without a little help from Hershey's and a big ass set of headphones so I can't hear anything but Steven Tyler...who does the screaming for me.
Is it okay if I celebrate that you have Xanax, Hershey's, and access to headphones to allow you to hear Steven Tyler screaming? Because I am all for anything that gets your day closer to wonderful, even if closer just means one step above hell. (I'd prefer your days not require coping mechanisms and rarely be less than wonderful, because adequate is a good bringer of perspective, but, hey, you here is worth celebrating, IMO.)
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Hugs in sympathy.
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