However, speaking as a human that was narrowly spared being aborted I urge you to use birth control.
Please. I don't want to be alive.
No dreams to report. Just fighting off an endless supply of zombies and spiders and stuff. Typical creeping-horror dreams, very boring. My subconscious skimming off real life in which my husband is coming home in about 2 weeks and I'm feeling very doomy-doom about it. i.e. "No escape nor defense, sure to be painful, sure to end badly."
Shut the hell up, subconscious, who asked you?
He got a tattoo yesterday, for some reason that makes it worse. Dammit... *stalks off to some dark corner to growl obscenities*








I live.
Thanks.
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I apologize for my english. I do not know it well ; )
<3 Poland <3
You're almost as bad as me..
grats :]
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