i’m sure there was some sort of mistake. i’m so not worthy of such an award, but, in what i suspect was copious amount of black tar heroin consumption, the divine deborah of dumbwit tellher bestowed the very generous kreativ blogger badge upon moi. to say...
i’m back on the crack. with zero regrets. 2am 4am, 6am (thank you amanda), 8am, 10am, 1pm, 2:30pm, 5pm…. i can’t explain the amour, the attraction, the courtship of sipping my piping hot, syrupy black love. it ministers my moments with meditation;...
what’s that? is that sun i see?? it must be a hallucination. or all the lsd i had for breakfast. i’m off to get any snippet i can. my vitamin d deficiency should soon make me eligible for all local rickets and scurvy studies. i am working on a MAJOR faux...
