Did someone out there wish me happiness?
Come on now, this is Sue
Morose is what I do best, down is where I live
I throw up when someone tells me
To have a nice day
I’m satisfied with not being suicidal
On most days
And homicidal...on others
Happiness?
Pollyanna made me ill
My glass isn't half empty
I broke the damned glass
I may not be the happiest person you know
But you’ll never hear me chirp
‘have a nice day’
hey guys, thanx for recognizing this for what it is...a bad day in progress...an me venting
eh! it's just another crappy day in parasite..i mean paradise. no worries.
i got a bottle, and a little sump'n sump'n...why don't you come share it with me and we'll both say 'to hell with it' and wait for tomorrow.
hugs and love, sweetie
krissy
Slaves who fled their masters were classified as insane. This term came from Dr. Samuel Cartwright who was an apologist for slavery in the pre-Civil War era. This release of my Anoka Time file is a look at slavery in the modern context of Minnesota N
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i got a bottle, and a little sump'n sump'n...why don't you come share it with me and we'll both say 'to hell with it' and wait for tomorrow.
hugs and love, sweetie
krissy
Don't wait for the perfect timing to do something it may never come!
Cheers
Allain
Scada
dug the tude' and the poem