via Facebook... How can I hurt thee? Let me count the ways... Close a door on my foot... Which makes me stumble and catch my leg against the corner of the counter. Punching myself in the face when my hand slipped while struggling with the fitted sheets. My kindle falling forward off the pillow it's propped on and thwacking my lip. I'm going to bed. It's safe there. Except for the kindle thing. Also, chocolate will happen. Milky Way understands me. Milky Way accepts me as I am.
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