I am kidding. I did not expect any. Still though, no flowers ...
But! Music. I am awefully subtle with hints, yes. I wonder - how does shit feel, when it feels like shit? At home?
I want to wake up some three weeks from now. If one was to choose super-size, not alone, maybe.
The cause of this mood is somewhat not at all related to the other sex, I might add. I shall apologize for the ranting some other day.
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