Now I generally don't write unless I know what it is that I'm writing about, except of course in my works of fiction, (they don't count though- they're different.)
but I haven't posted anything in a while so I figured I should give it a shot, besides, a lot of things have been weighing heavily on my mind.
For one, it is one of the more frustrating circumstances in which one could find themselves to be so readily inspired to musical and litterary ends- yet have such restricted outlets.
for another, I have a broken vagina, which will not regulate itself as it should. The doctors don't know what's wrong with it so they referred me, and said broken vagina to an OB/GYN, with which I'm meant to make and appointment for sometime this coming week.
-The nurse stabbed clean through the vein in my arm, which was slightly alarming.
I spent the day yesterday at a pool with my boyfriend and some of his may-as-well-be-family, which was surprisingly enjoyable, for being at a pool what with the presence of miscreant adolescents, dotting elderly folk, ladies who came to sunbathe, and such.
and this is all you get for now because I'm tired. and I said so.
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