Stories of this life gone astray
I wish I had a great colloquialism for how bad I itch — but hey, y’all are a creative and verbose bunch, help an itchy bitch here with a great simile or metaphor, will ya? I will name this post after the one I like best and attribute it to you!
How many times have we head banged in the car to this very song àla Wayne’s World?
“Well, yeah, but it only goes to show you and it’s like I always say, “behind every cloud, there’s always a silver lining. Sometimes you just have to look for it.”
You can’t have a drunken orgy unless this song is blaring and everyone is singing it at the top of their lungs! And what could be a more perfect way to end September and start Rocktober?
I’ve yet to adjust to feeling naked all day long.
A friend told me awhile back that my life will forever be divided now — that I will think in terms of my life before Mom died and after Mom died.
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