Monday, November 7, 2011

Balm For Your Black Heart

Young fawns,

Has the world been a cold, cold place today? Is your boss an asshole? Is traffic un-goddamn-bearable? Do you struggle with the meaning of it all? Has your team not won since you don't know when? Have you not gotten laid good and proper in forever? Are you starting to look like your driver's license picture? Have the scales not been kind? Have you found another grey hair? Is that itch not going away? Are you as helpless as a frightened young kitten in the middle of a nightmare that just won't end?

Let me hold you:



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