Some days I wonder why I put up with all the BS that I do...
It seems that with every corner I look around I end up getting a raw deal. Now I have a lot to be thankful for but sometimes, I guess I just need to call a spade a spade.
All things that have been less than stellar for me since I moved...but what can you do?
Sometimes I know I am too nice....but bachi should come around...I just wonder when...
A simple four letter word could fix a lot of the feelings incorporated by my melancholy nature...
If you figure out the word, then let me know.....4 years and counting....I wish I could quit you.....
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