Drunk Tithings
Is the word tithings limited to giving money to churches? I'm too lazy to look it up. And by lazy I mean drunk. Am I giving you a tithing by sharing my intoxicatedness? I'm making up words again, aren't I?
So life has been good. It's good now because I can't feel it. It's been good this week because I decided to go off the pill and feel terrific. I have a sneaky suspicion that's what has been causing my crazy-head for the last 13 years. Ironically I am hornier than I've been in quite a few months; unfortunately I don't have any man-friends to help in this situation. Or I do and I just don't feel like calling them.
Geez Louise. I'm three sheets to the wind. Or is it two? I don't know, all I do know is I wish I went to SDCC this weekend. Blah farts.
BLAHAHGHOBH;UHHEUHGSKJH. Wah! I wish I was getting laid right now. Don't judge me bitches, I speak the truthness.
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