-is the horse I’m currently riding vulture proof?
-how many meetings am I going to attend today that are really the opposite of reassuring?
-have I permanently fucked the nerves in the tip of my finger?
-is the horse I’m currently riding vulture proof?
-how many meetings am I going to attend today that are really the opposite of reassuring?
-have I permanently fucked the nerves in the tip of my finger?
That probably says something about the state of my mental health, but I’m not going to think to much about it.
That probably says something about the state of my mental health, but I’m not going to think to much about it.
*not a real ESA, just an idiot I brought home one day
*not a real ESA, just an idiot I brought home one day