So return grateful for existence from a bad two day experience to say the very least. To say the very most would be to include nauseating, heart-breaking, suicide-thought inducing, and emotionally crippling in my description. We'll start with yesterday, because while the day before certainly was a different kind of sad and bad, it won't make a very
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You know.
Because he has it.
Shhhh....
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also, i noticed that you were watching rome. well, i'm living it bitch. this has kinda sucked lately, as i have an infected tooth, don't speak fucking italian, don't know my way around the city, and can't convince any of these snotty a-holes to give me some pain medicine [every pharmacist in the fucking city has tried to give ibuprofen. its like that chris rock skit where the old man insists that 'tussin can fix everything]. this may not sound so bad, but trust me, i've wanted to walk up to one of the numerous scary men in uniforms walking around, point his machine gun to my temple and force him to pull the trigger. i hate italy, half the time.
but...i hope you feel better, sunshine!
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