Ever get the feeling you want jump out of your skin, leap up on a pyre of dead wishes, smash your head into a billion unthinking bits, liberate your pieces in a lusty bellow of terror and wrath, throw your limbs about and dance. And dance. And dance your brain fucking blue?
?
Okay. Maybe not.
Jess asking.
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it’s a lot healthier than sulking.
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3 comments:
oh to often it seems ;)
Done that a hundred times, over the same pause mode.
Ooo Ben. Groove machine, you.
Lost. A hundred times! :-)
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