FizzingWhizzbees
ONE love, blood, life
I want to get out of here. I want to leave. I want to get on a ferry and go to Ireland or a plane and go to Iceland or even just a train to London or some other anonymous city.
I'll even get in a boat and row my way to the Isle of Man, who cares about the shark-infested* waters when you're bulletproof?
I just want to leave. I want a break. I want to go out and get drunk. I want to do the stupid things a person only does when they're drunk. I want to steal roadsigns or wade waist-deep into the nearest duck pond. Maybe I could kill two birds with one stone and steal a duck instead of a roadsign.
I'm lonely and semi and 100% and I want a more than anything else in the world.
*The author in no way wishes to damage the row-boat-hiring-industry of the Isle of Man with her unsubstantiated claims of sharks in the unidentified body of water between England and the shores of the Isle of Man.
I'll even get in a boat and row my way to the Isle of Man, who cares about the shark-infested* waters when you're bulletproof?
I just want to leave. I want a break. I want to go out and get drunk. I want to do the stupid things a person only does when they're drunk. I want to steal roadsigns or wade waist-deep into the nearest duck pond. Maybe I could kill two birds with one stone and steal a duck instead of a roadsign.
I'm lonely and semi and 100% and I want a more than anything else in the world.
*The author in no way wishes to damage the row-boat-hiring-industry of the Isle of Man with her unsubstantiated claims of sharks in the unidentified body of water between England and the shores of the Isle of Man.