Sometimes I feel like I think like Madonna, or at least from like the Erotica era. Sex is always on my mind, and today was the first time, in a long time I kinda felt disgusted with the things I thought about. I mean is this normal? Am I just sick of it and want actual romance? I dont know.
Today I was cleaning my smoothie blender and I forgot to unplug, accidentally I pressed the button for the blender and since I was holding the top of it with my other hand the blades like sliced my finger. The weird thing is it looks like a burn, but if you look closely its just like dead skin… And it didnt even bleed…
I think I just messed up its schedule cause I added 15 last night (cause thats how many I wanted it to post today), and as half of it was posted I added about ten more, which probably messed it up! Oh well it should work fine tomorrow
Do you remember the first time you heard this interlude? It changed your whole life, didn’t it? Like music was suddenly Music. Everything was glorious and the world held so much promise. Don’t you wish we could all go back to that moment?