Apparently, every time I go on Facebook, I see something that in my mind warrants my doling out advice. I should start charging for this stuff.
So my friend T from high school posted on her status that she is "fat and alone" and blamed one on the other. And so, after I told her to "SHUT. UP.," I wrote this:
These things just come to me... "Fuck, I'm good! How do I get these ideas? It's like a gift, you know? It's like I can't control it." (Sorry, couldn't resist quoting The Girl Next Door.)
Please enjoy intermission. :)
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