"I know you'd like to thank your shit don't stank - But lean a little bit closer - See that roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo Yeah, roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo"
So another day goes by and the pain keeps flowing. For some reason, my malfunctions and dysfunctional manner of living and breathing has done something fucked up to the person that I love. The big question is just that. The BIG question. The big question is, "Is someone prepared to spend the rest of their life with someone who is A-fib, OCD, bipolar, neurotic, myesthenia gravis and pretty much all fucked up? Someone who grew up with the concept of respect for his elders and courtesy for everyone..." I wonder if she can continue on the same path? The bigger question is, "Can I?"
Life isn't easy. If it were, than no one would give a damn about it. Sleep on it...
And we strike another blow for Pierce against the shit heels with this story on Channel 8.
Thanks to Natasha Robin...
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