I try so hard sometimes
I wish there was a raincheck on tomorrow
Not ready to deal with what I don’t wanna find
Struggling along, just to hold on…
I cry so hard sometimes
Too scared to think of what will bring tomorrow
Already much more than I can handle today…
Losing the race with thoughts out of place…
Can’t feel the feel but it feels like it hurts
This album is kind of strange, and I didn’t really appreciate most of it when it came out in the ‘90s. The rather heavy pop influence in this one is a good example of why. I was also one particular style of pretentious little shit at the time, tbf.
But, I picked up another copy not that long ago, and I’ve been listening to it a lot.
You clearly knew this the moment it was announced that President Trump approved the investigation, but this is just a reminder that the investigation is going to be a joke. It’s not going to provide the answers that might matter, but only the ones that can yield results the ruling party wants. When a week passes and the investigators have “found nothing”, the Senate will vote and confirm Kavanaugh.
Mr. Mochi cuddles too hard. This is the seventh night in a rown his enthusiasm has resulted in either a blood-drawing wound or a visible bruise. My therapist was worried.
You’re adorable and loving, you fat orange bastard. But you’re going to make someone call protective services.
Update: he tripped me at the top of the stairs and almost fucking killed me. I’m at urgent Care getting my leg x-rayed now.
It’s sprained, also i have a huge bruise on my shoulder.
He did act real guilty and is currently sitting on my foot to make it better.
Urocyon's Jaunts 2.0 
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