crystalizedjoy
technical demi-god
- Joined
- Aug 27, 2002
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I sit here, sore as hell. No, sex didnt incapacitate me, the desire to run and not be a fat-ass did. I ran a mile and a half. not alot, i know, but enough for me. at the mile and a half mark, a little voice in my head said, "stop running, you silly fuck, or you will die."
I said, "okey dokey," and promptly collapsed, gasping for air. yay!
so I sit here on lit, looking for pity and sympathy. or sex. or a few bucks. whichever. or nothing, that works too.
blah blah blah.
I said, "okey dokey," and promptly collapsed, gasping for air. yay!
so I sit here on lit, looking for pity and sympathy. or sex. or a few bucks. whichever. or nothing, that works too.
blah blah blah.