sick again.
Feels good to see you like this, like old times - only better.
Fuck this snot, I digress.. excuse the language.
On the train again., Runny nose again. I found a scrunched up paper towel in my bag. Ripping it into smaller pieces. Hidiously inconspicuous... yet so obvious! People are trying not to look, this is so.. awkward.
flowing with fluid..
Screw you snot
sniffing my life away. .
Bombarded with boogers!
I feel a flush coming on.. I should really learn to carry tissues. So if you and I should ever meet. Dont bring flowers, bring tissues. The soft dainty ones, in sweet little packaging. The kind that wont sting my nose or bite my cheeks, the pretty little ones that wont unlodge my lipstick or gleam off my gloss..thanks for listening.
snot tail whoo hoo!
