It is friday night, yet again I am all alone... This is going to be rough. Motha f-er. I hate myself on nights like this. But I realize now that I wasn't happy. That is no way to live, not forever addtionally lack of sex factor is getting into my head.
PS mayday parade is my drug of choice tonight and everynight thereafter.
I'll serve my burito any way you like it. Just take a number and start the line here.
About Me
- Harry S
- What distinguishes those of us at the starting line from those of us on the couch is that we learn through running to take what the days gives us, what our body will allow us, and what our will can tolerate.
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