I think the B.F.F. and I figured out our blahness:
Lack of protruding characters and debauchery.
Sometimes ( or at least lately), a day-to-day pleasant mood can be based overwhelmingly on which crazy character is around to entertain me/us.
I find myself missing the antics of my idiotic and short lived goth boytoy.
Crazy.Dangerous.Spawn from hell.
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