Things within my life are fickle, a constant shifting of emotions and an ever present, tedious game of balance. If one were to tip the egg one way or the other and spill the yoke, well, you can be sure that the rules stipulate having your still beating heart torn from your chest and given to you as your prize.
I lost today.
....anyone have any glue?
1 comment:
*searches through stuff* Um... I have a glue-stick... that work?
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