Another place to sound off & pick out curtains?
Don't mind if I do.
Brian Regan said it best when he said (approximately),
How would I describe my pain?
It feels like everything on my *inside* wants to be on my *outside*.
Note to self:
Get better at knife-throwing and cleaving things
(Whose been drinking?
Wait I mean who’s.
I mean ho’s. This ho’s been drinking.)
Thank You, Authors
It takes practice to be accurate and authentic, and I’m so grateful to those who take the time to hone and and tone their blood before they pour it out. A writer might be accurate but lack authenticity, or might flamboyantly and boat-missingly neglect the delicate, spider-webbed details that earn a reader’s trust, but the right combination will bring anyone to their knees. Or tears. Or their feet. Or orgasm. Or someone’s deathbed, or the birth of the whole wide world.
Please stop believing the pain and stress that people push on you. It’s made up. Doesn’t that count for anything? It’s totally made up.
I often want to show my face and share my name and come out of the anonymity closet, but it’s not smart, so I won’t. I did, however, throw a crappy pic of me into the Radom effects machine into the fab iPhone photo editing app and emerge with a new avatar. It’s cheesy, but it shows that I have a neck, which is important, I think. Here’s hoping you can’t take the phot and undo all the effects bc I look damn shitty in it. Thank you, cheesy effects.