watchtheskies

Crappy, crappy Hay Fever.

How I loathe thee. Fuck off and die.

You are no use to me whatsoever.

Fuck off and die.

The same goes for you, grass pollen.

Fuck off and die.

Truly, you have blighted my Sunday.

Fuck off and die.

I'm so sneezy, I can't even masturbate. You cruel, cruel bastard.

Fuck off and die.

Congratulations. You win this round. But all the same - tomorrow morning, I'm going straight to the pharmacist and come hell or high water, you WILL:

Fuck off and die.