I need alcohol. Or a rifle. Or maybe a convenient coma.
Either of the first two, if applied carefully, can result in the third.
Xander ,'Beneath You'
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I need alcohol. Or a rifle. Or maybe a convenient coma.
Either of the first two, if applied carefully, can result in the third.
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I need alcohol. Or a rifle. Or maybe a convenient coma.
I know what will make you feel better. You could sing. Sing a song. You could sing it loud and sing it strong.
Remember to sing of good things, not bad.
The sun will come out tomorrow.
It's been there for weeks. You've just noticed it now?
Apparantly I have not scrolled beneath the text box for a while. Economy of movement, doncha know.
Because it's a small world after all.
I hate all of you.
::cries::
::stabs self in eardrum::
Because it's a small world after all.
But money makes the world go around. So you might want to stop the world and get off. Or else melt.
I hate all of you.
You need to sing of happy, not sad.