Ain’t nothin’ but a heartache…
Tell me why!
Ain’t nothing but a mistake…
Tell me why!
I never wanna hear you say.
Tiered?
It’s a cake, so yeah!
Constantly.
Point to where the chart matches your feeling
“My neck… my back…”
My pussy and my crack
My child’s Toniebox has a song with the (roughly translated) words: “If brushing my teeth wouldn’t be so exhausting, I’d be in bed by now”.
Original:
Wenn’s Zähnputzen nicht so anstrengend
wär
ich schon lang im Bett.Ah time to go to bed
My brain: “Youve been given prime minster ship of your country now balance the issues at hand, prioritise them and present a plan. no borrowing money, must be popular enough to not get you voted out immediately”
Well, I was rather sick of this. Thusly, I decided to turn the entire brain into a bloody system selfhood, and take some control over it. It somehow worked, and now I can tell the hyaena over there to shut the HELL up so the bunny can sleep. Still haven’t sorted the ADHD out.
Highly recommended by 9/10 comedians (and WD-40 fans).
Are we sure the legs are on board?
That’s why people go jogging at 2am.
