The zombie that feasts on my brain will find it tastes of disloyalty. Is that a flavor? - Exaggerated for Effect
My brain is not my friend. I’d go so far as to say that my brain hates me. I know it sounds like a logic fail. My brain is me and all that. But in my case, the assertion stands up. For example, she’s always feeding me inappropriate words. Words close enough to the correct word…Read More