heathavoid

dear brain,

why must you turn to mooooosh when I need you most?! Why? Why have you forsaken me again????

Brain-fry.

I feel a smidge worse than death.

I want my bed. And a big human teddy bear.

Instead I get..... THE CUBICLE OF BRAIN-FRY. Boo-diddly-urns.

X and O.

adieu.