I was all horns and thorns, sprung out fully formed, knock-kneed and upright
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Too much idle time.
I'm glad I have friends that tolerate my eccentricities. Like my odd minor hypochondriac tendencies, my desire to sleep all the time, my fluttery impatient nature.
I hate liking people. It makes me feel like a big fool.
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