You wake up,
You stretch, maybe scratch, maybe pull up some pajama pants and rub your right eye a little to find that there is a little crusty in there you might need to get out,
You make that click sound with your tongue against the roof of your mouth, which you then think is something you do only because its been indoctrinated as something people do when they wake up by TV sources,
You decide its too early for this deep an internal discussion and move on towards the bathroom to pick up your toothpaste.
Now what is the last thing you want to see?
Some bullshit forcing its beliefs on you, right? A label forcing its rigid convictions down your throat?
Well then what the fuck is this:
Fuck Email.
-Acorned
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