; one last cry
Just let me whine.
2 kgs of lard and fats added to the original.
That little black rose, supposedly bodyart, is hurting. An irritating piece of scab that can't be picked at, or flicked away.
And along with that, the cuts self inflicted last night with Win's razor. I can only hope it's clean and won't cause bothersome infections.
The worst of all, my command of the English language. Where are my flowery languages, beautiful proses I wonder? I look at my previous blogs and I was slightly impressed. Now? I read my entries and I am utterly horrified, disgusted and the rest. Really and truly I am ):
2 kgs of lard and fats added to the original.
That little black rose, supposedly bodyart, is hurting. An irritating piece of scab that can't be picked at, or flicked away.
And along with that, the cuts self inflicted last night with Win's razor. I can only hope it's clean and won't cause bothersome infections.
The worst of all, my command of the English language. Where are my flowery languages, beautiful proses I wonder? I look at my previous blogs and I was slightly impressed. Now? I read my entries and I am utterly horrified, disgusted and the rest. Really and truly I am ):
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