Who's that goat-legged fellow?

[thejunipertree]

I itch. Like a mad person, I am itching.

I think it's hives, from all of the stress from
this week. My grandmother home from the hospital,
to die. My friend, Henry, dying pretty much
out of the fucking blue. Work. Money. Brain.
Anthrax in the post office which services
the town I live in and the town I work in.

Hives?

You betcha.

But, why for the love of all that is good and
peachy do they have to be on my NEW FUCKING
TATTOO?!?

*itch*

*slap slap slap*

Not scratching. Slapping.
Yes, I listen to Carrie. Even though earlier,
I was scratching the perimeter of the tattoo.
The piece itself wasn't buzzing like a red ant
hill, though it currently is.

Goddamnit.

I'm going to go cut my bangs.
That always makes me feel better.

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