and we forgot about Columbine...
when we remembered to check on her, she had made a mess of herself. shame on her.
Wednesday, 24 February 2016
this is not a poem, this is a drill, i repeat, it's a drill
there are only two constants in my life:
i'm turned on and i need a beer
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