violins+coldRAINthe canadian sunshine hands me a slice of cold light even the fireplace won't warm it up the fire is glacial, too gaseous ice, that's all it isviolins+coldRAIN
[you're always going on about how everything up here is cold let me add my shoulder to the list]
and if i were to be in an orchestra i'd practice until my fingers were numb because i hate to play second fiddle not to her, not to anyone.
[in the true spirit of redundancy, my fingers are perpetually flexible icicles &
The Day the Lololitus Died“Don’t you have any… I don’t know, patients to deal with?” an exasperated sigh rang out. “I didn’t come here to help you be boring,” the owner to the sigh said, giggling a bit.The Day the Lololitus Died
The tall, dark-haired surgeon at the head of the room sighed along side her. “I didn’t become a doctor because it would be interesting every day,” she replied, holding her tongue back from a bit more verbal response.
The original speaker nodded. “I know, but when you wanted the Calvary to help…” she said with a gesture around the long conference room and its oak
woah it's November
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so you aren't my saviour. thanks for not giving a crap.
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