Losing it
Bluehamster tells us: "This morning I found myself filling my mug not a teabag, but with Shreddies." Tell us of the times when you've convinced yourself that you're losing your marbles.
( , Thu 21 Jul 2011, 12:59)
Bluehamster tells us: "This morning I found myself filling my mug not a teabag, but with Shreddies." Tell us of the times when you've convinced yourself that you're losing your marbles.
( , Thu 21 Jul 2011, 12:59)
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I got off the train....
I walked home. As I rounded the corner I realised there was an empty space where my car once stood. For the briefest of moments a rage boiled up inside me as I thought of all the things I would do to the people who stole my car once I found them. Then I remembered I had driven into work that morning. FUCK!
( , Fri 22 Jul 2011, 13:21, Reply)
I walked home. As I rounded the corner I realised there was an empty space where my car once stood. For the briefest of moments a rage boiled up inside me as I thought of all the things I would do to the people who stole my car once I found them. Then I remembered I had driven into work that morning. FUCK!
( , Fri 22 Jul 2011, 13:21, Reply)
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