I want to see again.

[darkelf105]

Grrrr, why haven't my contacts shipped yet? They already charged my credit card; so where are my contacts, bitches? I wanna see, dammit. I'm tired of the blurry half-world I've been living in. Is it a table or a bear? I don't know, it's brown and roundish, let me put a drink on it and see. Oh god, my arm, it's a bear. Motherfucker, that wouldn't have happened if I'd had the contacts I'd ordered four fucking days ago and payed an extra twenty dollars for next day delivery. Bitches, I swear, if I mistake that car for a rock and walk out in front of it, it's all on you. I wish you guilt.

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[jetthomasboat.livejournal.com]

Well, why did you go in bear country if you couldn't see? And whether or not it's a car or rock depends on whether or not you stopped in bear country to write this blog.