Comrade Snarky (hart_shaped) wrote,
Comrade Snarky

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Slug in the cerebral satyr.

I have been having such a hell of a time getting my head on straight. I thought I had it -- I almost had it. But then something jerked in my neck or hooked in my earlobe and tugged and there I was, bent all out of shape again. I can't stop feeling like Humpty Dumpty after all the king's horses and all the king's men gave up and left him to a pot of rubber cement and his own devices.


I sometimes wish.
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