Something.

Somewhere in her smile she knows
That I don’t need no other lover

I am starting to believe that once you find the right person, you can’t help falling in love with him (or her) over and over again. No matter how much he (or she) infuriates you.

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Excuse this gag-worthy content.

I plan on seeing a doctor on Monday. Last night’s sleep was punctuated every two hours by uncomfortable back pains and the pangs of my sore throat. At 6 a.m. I gave up, swallowed a couple of Tylenol, and stared at the ceiling.

Perhaps I need to rest more. More likely, I do need to rest more.