Pills in My Pocket. Pills in My Pocket. Not Any More.
I still have to rework my CMC presentation and have half a page to translate pending but I couldn't refrain myself from making this post; I mean, I've just remembered a situation in which I was clarifying a concept to a girl I met briefly before and the words I uttered "shit in-shit out". That is to say, I recollected that hallmark gesture one makes when saying this. Correction: when either me or you are enunciating it. I don't know actually why it has digged so deeply into my hardware but I reckon it's so me'n'u alike; I am sure that people sitting round me at that time must have thought "yeah, she's the girl of that guy. we now see why they got together." I mean all the talk, the manner one speaks in n the gestures accompanying the whole performance. Plus, the devil-may-care, egoistic attitude of self.


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