My TRAGIC beginnings... yes, that's for real...
Okay. So I got off my sad excuse for a butt and turned on some Garbage... it helped. I got into the shower, fixed the funk, and fixed my hair... oh yes, and my face. You want proof, do ya?
Post Shower - checking out my body... just in case it changed...
With my face and hair done... the kids are now asking where I'm going... why to the counselor of course!!
Oh yes, a Prozac is stuck in my throat, melting. I can't get enough water down to make that burning feeling go away! AAARGH! But I should be good in a few hours... Life without Prozac wouldn't be the same!
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