I’m ok, stop calling me

I’ve scared a few people. I was being a tad dramatic yesterday. Back in the day before Big Pharmaceutical infiltrated our lives, a person could be melancholy and no one got excited. Now, it’s like take a pill. I lean toward sorrow. I teeter on chaos. I hover on disdain. Anyway, l I thought if I got it all out, maybe I could get over it. It worked a little. I’m still P.O., but I’m better. A guy in Florida helped. Thanks, Florida Boy. A girl in Shelbyville said some encouraging words. And a little short girl who is preggers said some nice things as well. Thanks, Preggers & Ms. Get Your Revocation Passed Cuz There’s a New Prosecutor in Town. Anyway, I’ll get it together. I really will (hopefully). I need peace. I need peace. I need peace. If you can ‘t be apart of solution, get the hell out the way, man!

Uh, I love this man.