dove

I’m sick. Not in the serious sense… and not in the perverted sense. Sick in the just enough to whinge about it in a vociferous manner sense. hear me oh world? I’m sick and I’m sick of it already. So what am i doing, tapping away at the eternal infernal terminal? well may you ask. Even i don’t know. I’;ve lost all sense, along with my glasses (No, that would im…