PART I
You fondle my trigger, then you blame my gun.
Domestic violence in my home! After a year of relative (haha) tranquility,
I am now in the (literally) difficult position of having to nurse cuts, scrapes,
and pussing eyeballs. Hissssss. (Oh, Irving honey, if you're going to puke,
please don't do it on my keyboard. Thx.)
Driving is seriously
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