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

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