'Glory, you're in a chat thread with a bunch of hormonal women... what do you expect? '
Ugh. Don't get me started. I know you mean differently but I am about to murder my sister. She's only 11 years old. She's not allowed to be pms-ing already. All I did was ask if she would turn down her music because I could hear it in my room on the other side of the house and I was brutally attacked/mauled. I even have the scrapes to proove it. Oy vey.
Anyways. Back to your regularly schedualed program
Here in this cold white room tied up to these machines, it's hard to imagine life as it used to be. Laughing, screaming, tumbling queen... Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen. Whirling, swirling, never blue... How could you go and die? What a selfish thing to do...
RIP Jason