Her last couple of posts have spoken to me.
Or maybe that's just the voices in my head.
It's hard to tell sometimes.
Go read her. Then come back here and put me back together.
I'm gonna need glue. Wait, make that a hot glue gun.
And promise me it won't hurt.
I don't want to end up like that Humpty Dumpty dude.
He's spending the rest of his days stuck in a damn nursery rhyme book.
If this is the end of me, don't let me go out that way.
Put me in a mystery, or a fantasy of epic proportions.
Or maybe that's just the voices in my head.
It's hard to tell sometimes.
Go read her. Then come back here and put me back together.
I'm gonna need glue. Wait, make that a hot glue gun.
And promise me it won't hurt.
I don't want to end up like that Humpty Dumpty dude.
He's spending the rest of his days stuck in a damn nursery rhyme book.
If this is the end of me, don't let me go out that way.
Put me in a mystery, or a fantasy of epic proportions.
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