Talkers keep on saying things like..."You're falling apart"
Sometimes I make wrong decisions, sometimes they’re dangerous, sometimes they can be described as unhealthy. So I need all the delicacy of disciplining a child for touching itself in public. “No its not wrong per se…it’s just not an outside thing.”How can you judge me? Let’s just be happy that I can keep my hands to myself when necessary. Don’t even get me started on your sister.
Oh yeah, this is a tender tender flesh moment...
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posted by El Chupacabra @ 11:43 PM
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