My friends. Help me.
Somethings wrong.
Desperately, desperately wrong.
It's Friday morning. I love Fridays. I love
But not this one. I feel stale. Fuzzy.
I feel abandoned. Empty. Dry.
I feel weak. Like death. Like I am going to die. I am dead.
What is this?! A gift from heaven? Sweet nectar to bring me back to life? My knight in shining
I love Fridays.
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This is too funny, thanks for the laugh : )