The Only Thing Standing Between Me and Who I Want To Be Is...Me.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Buzz.
Sleeping. Felt a little tickle on the side of my face. Brush at face with hand to stop tickle. Get stung by fucking bee. Good morning...here let me sting you awake. It freakin' HURTS.
It's great to be attacked before you're even awake.
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