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weirdelf
By weirdelf, 28 March, 2012

But I seem to be myself, I've spent the day writing fairly harsh critiques and enjoying it thoroughly despite the fact my head hurts, my body aches and I can't raise my right arm.

Ah, harsh honest critiques, and one pretty crappy poem are the best therapy!

loved

loved

13 years 3 months ago

I must then be

your permanent

therapy

since mostly
I'm
as you say

CRAPPY

Still I wish
well for thee
accept it
its up to ye

S

scribbler

13 years 3 months ago

therapy eh?

Well I guess I'll need to write a self confessiona love poem set in the woods but told philosophically. That should draw the poisons out of you lmao..........stan

K

Kailashana2

13 years 3 months ago

teehee.

teehee.

The jolly ol' mischievous, irrepressible elf in you can do no wrong. Wrong.

Jess kidding!

~A

Candlewitch

Candlewitch

13 years 3 months ago

Dear Jess,

Welcome back! You have been missed. I hope that your health improves on a daily basis. I know how being sick can really piss one off. So bring your stringent self over to my page for another crappy read.

I look forward to reading your work again. Medication or no.

always, Cat (& eddy)