Upon my dark cloud
Be still my crushing heart
May tears stop flowing
May eyes stop prickling
Upon which I am bestowed
Oh mighty fortune
Of lady luck
I am sick. When I am sick, I play the tragic card b/c quite honestly, if u had liquid constantly leaking out of your eyes and nose, you'd feel quite like I do now.
Tragic. And terrible unattractive and troll-like.
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