at the top of my lungs and picture me holding the highest pitch possible for ten another seconds longer than you thought I could. Now picture me taking a deep breath, and doing it again................................... ..... I'm still screaming............................... still screaming............................... ... still screaming............................... ... still screaming............................... .... stop. Okay. I needed that. I hate my husband. ~B Tags: x Current Mood: pissed off
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