Coffee without biscuits 

It’s like some kind of awful torture.

No biscuits..I mean really. 

Okay so. I went to the dentist. I have to have 6 fillings. And go to the hospital, get put to sleep and have two teeth taken out including and abscess because it’s caused damage to my jaw bone. 

I am shitting my pants. 

I want none of it. I was to carry on as if nothing is wrong and everything will fix it’s self. But no. That can’t be done any more.

I haven’t got an appointment for this yet but. If I die tell Carl hes pretty and that hes also and idiot. and tell bus guy that he’s got a nice ass?


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