Just for comparison...one of these things is not like the other - la dee dah...
Typical morning after a saturday of rugby. Luckily my face got off easy this week. Haha, everything hurts - now where's that bag of frozen peas?
The musings, laughter, anguish, and tears of a Stickman living the life drawn for him by the Artist. "I must learn to serve the Artist first, His pen directs my path. He breathes life into these worn-out sticks, And stickmen will see at last."
About Me
- MRJ
- Poor. Student. Firefighter. EMT. Kind. Optimistic. Shy. Dreamer. Fool. Happy.
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Glad to hear you're alive, and glad to hear you have wounds to prove it.
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