which is how I knew I had absolutely lost my mind. At least I'm not an -idal this time. Though I do kind of feel like being carved in wood. Or soap. Not picky. My number is.
which is how I knew I had absolutely succeeded in forming a continuous circle. All black women have to be sluts or lesbians, really? I hate you world. And I'm screaming at myself but it's very faint and far far away.
I thought originally this post was going to be funny or brilliant. Than I thought it was going to be crap. Than I thought it was going to brilliant again. Now I'm not sure. Isn't that how life should be? Funny, brilliant crap that you're not sure about?
My blood sugar is 49. I'll see you in hell when I get past that first marker.
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