My sister will know me finally…I’m so friggin’ happy. So relieved that she’s going to be okay maybe now.
What do you mean?All that’s missing is a serious complaint.
I don’t feel like being user friendly right now. I’m grumpy so I’m not going to explain. This is my protest. My tantrum. Being cryptic is my way of expressing my frustration and end of patience for this night of still having not had a kiss from Morrissey.What do you mean?