It's Different...

This time I won't be asking him to come back home...

This time...

It's Different.

By The Way...

Where's my fucking toaster???

How The Tables Turn...

Now He is throwing sex at Me!

Articulating Madness...

I can articulate madness.

That's what makes Me sane.

Explains It All...

Seeing as I am the Fuckwit that you claim I Appear to be...

What-else-the-Fuck did you expect?

No wonder I've been too busy to call.

That Explains it All.

What Do You Prefer?

The Music?

Or the Words?