Just for once in my ridiculously amazing life I would like to be straight up sane for more than fifteen minutes at a time.
Just once.
Let me go a friggin' quarter of an hour without dipping back below that thin red line on the crazy meter just long enough to caste a shadow on anything normal that may have occured in the previous 899 seconds buffering the mad moment from what should just be called me.
Yeah. That makes sense.
Motherfucker.
I need a glass of water.
About Me
- King
- North Haledon, New Jersey, United States
- There isn't much about me worth knowing...unless of course you disagree?
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