Of Words and of Cake











It’s an odd, uncomfortable feeling when your own brain actually itches.

This is worse than that damned spot on your back that’s just out of reach because you can always ask somebody else to scratch it for you.  I think I may die if somebody were to really itch my brain.

Who wants to try it?



wailin says:

Write about a cowgirl. GOGOGO!



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