The sweat of my brow, a want of video games and books, and plumbing my how that annoys me something awful, so that time of the year again, not Christmas, just getting by day to day, someday with a family. Will And His Pipe-Dreams.
Maybe I miss cracking open a good book, eight hours a day doing something you hate is enough to anesthetize one’s heart, and that’s great to keep the monster locked up in his cage I suppose. Are You There, Break Through.
Trying to scare another woman away but she’s a “professional” honestly though I didn’t know a “sure” on Twitter, would elicit any type of response that she wrote to me and who knows who else but yeah I was flattered Sage Advice for My Wonderland