I am thirty eight years old and I sprouted a new head three and one half years ago by denying me what I thought were necessary and pleasureful potions. At last, my pores could breathe and the synapses started to fire correctly. My right arm continues to jerk on its own schedule. It sucks when I’m holding a hot cup of joe or smoking a cigarette. The detriment to this part of my brain that leads my arm to misfire, a tourette of a limb if you will, I may decide to ponder a bit more on the weird and strange occasions when my right arm jerked, and well that spoke for me as far as being a jerk. No coincidences infidels.
As a result of my greed of anything feel good with no discretion skills consulted I lived a life of a revolving rat wheel. I killed the rat. I liked to impersonate the wheel too too much. Mass consumption will lead to mass congestion; worse than every person ever witnessed. Jesus I’m sorry but your kicked out of Our Towne good lord to me you’re another body to squeezed onto the terrain of this globe.
I feel horrible about dastardly conditions becoming universally urgent and unacceptable. So I write elicit a chuckle WTF.
Just pay attention always. Stay tuned in but not. Help in a positive way; your way.
No feministing this shit. Please. My IBrain I designed for my quirky tastes only.
My Apps all include words and order. I provide the creativity.