coffeelove

I sleep too much. The latest in a hash induced state of bliss.
It's spring but I still can't throw away my seal skin boots or mittens.
I am a paranoid hypocondriac. Perhaps spending my last chunk of cash on a pregnancy test helped cause everything is back to normal.
Eye fucking works.
Soon it was Christmas and then Christmas left.
I have several bottles of wine and no one to drink them with.
Guys that can't handle being rejected.. Why come back for a second rejection?
I should get dressed and find something better to do than just write nonsense.