What is there left to say that hasn't already been said by someone else? What is there left to think that hasn't been thought of by someone else? What is there left to write that hasn't already been written by someone else?
Kind of a darkish way to begin something. I blame the Hello Kitty plush that is sitting in my lap right now. We all know that Hello Kitty is capable of dark thinking. Under that pink bow of hers lurks pure evil. That's why she's so damn cute. Her evilness has to be well disguised, and, people have to be attracted to her. Hence the cuteness.
Wow. I'm not making any sense right now. Quite possibly because it's 4:33 in the afternoon. Or because I have to wait three blasted days before I can put any of my work up. Or because I just got two new emails while I was typing this. Who knows? Could be a number of things.
Or, maybe, just maybe, it's because I have a headache. That could be it too.
-Will add more later. Stay tuned-ish.
A promise for my plea.
Tell me a story.
Sing me a song.
Be there for me when no one else is.
Don't shun me when I'm wrong.
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