Thursday, 3 September 2020 | 04:21 PM
Content of my belly: nausea.
In the hope I could solve it with a shit, i sat on the white throne, and I wait.
I wait.
But a little cheeto(s) of crap is the only thing I see happening.
Pretty disappointed I just decide to flush it.
Let’s leave the past behind
the Shy Tird 