Get here now.

God help me.

Blah blah, as usual, I’ve had just about all I can take of this Place, and it feels the same about me, I reckon. It and I are lurching on unsteady legs toward the death of our relationship.

I am such a fucking drama queen.

Anyway.

Maybe you’d like to check out the happy gal I am someplace else?


0 Responses to “Get here now.”

  1. No Comments

Leave a Reply