The fever was intense; the doctor said it was the flu. Rolling, dreaming of painting dollhouses, yelling at the fevered hair on my back. Crying, pooping, drinking water when I could. I found a nice gourmet catering place, bought a ton of split pea soup and have been living on it all week. I will be ready; I will inject B-12 into my eye if necessary. It is Thursday and I’m already feeling a bit...
Fuck you that join a fan group that is of you. Fuck you fake egotistical feminists. get off your damn pedistal. Fuck you absolutist hipocritical uptight classical yuppies. And you fuckin cunt that thinks your the fuckin bee’s-knees with that shitty Yamaha flute with the fake gold lip plate. EDIT: GO SUCK A BIG FAT VEINY TRIUMPHANT DICK!