MIGRAINE When thewords spinI can not write... My head pounds! I sleep andenter thenightmares... ...inhuman dead hands touching me in places I don't give permission...NEVER IS PERMISSION GIVEN! Fingers are worms...stench makes me wantto hurl stomach contents... ...stomach is acid...full of fear.I'M FREEZING! Monsters comeand take...

NOT ON X-MAS EVENot gonna shave my legs......not gonna lie in bed...going to church instead...of doing you!!!Praying to God so loud!My head is saintly bowed!Shouting it out to you...I'm not sucking it!Christmas is almost...here!My morals you can't steer!Have yourself...

MASKSWho are you when you are out in theworld and no one you know iswatching? GOTCHA! Do you weara mask of another bravado?Are you still you?Remember how you were aroundelders versus the you who madeteen friends? You put on...

1). Handshake only...unless you seehim picking his nose. He wore hisfinest Goodwill clothes but hasn'tbrushed his teeth since childhood!2). A hug unless you can smell hisBO from 4 feet away. He was homeless with a: “WILL DATE FOR FOOD”...

EMOTIONAL WRECK TodayI amanARROGANTSELFISHBITCH.Cunts Lives Matter!It is what it is. What would Voltaire say?What would Jesus do? In a dream...Dr. Suess saysThing 1 andThing 2 weremental ACID TABS. Do I recollect...or do I ramble?It's not life I'm high on! Next year Iwant a talkingChristmas...