My skin is burning up.
I am overheated.
Do you really want to know about the boil, or acne, or puss-filled germ that landed in my crotch region?
Disgusting.
The only relief I get is to apply water to my skin.
I have no idea why this happened since I still do not understand why I am not allowed freedom of choice.
Losing the light of day quickly, so I am unable to complete this in full at the moment. However, nothing has gone unnoticed.
Last Flag Flying:
A man edited in the picture – a Unabomber in the making is what I said to myself. Ask the Bluetooth babysitters that reside in my attic if you want to check. A dangerous man.
There are puzzle pieces at play, but I must away.
There was pressure again for me to change my car as if my vehicle is the better part of me.
I will remind you of something I heard.
Why change something that didn’t need to be changed?
He is the pants around here.