Really exhausted.
To type still doable. To make sense I will try
I need a kiss from you, spitfire. That would wake me up. Right now I hear mostly a not you. Girlless the voice. Hurts my head. Except for upsetting the girl with the nice voice who was with him I would have enjoyed his death.
Next stop Congressman of Queens Plaza!
P.S. You're reading this for free. Always. Share and tell a girlfriend.