my last nerve Some days are like that, when you’re very last nerve just goes… It’s when I feel the craziest that I need to stop and consider what’s making me crazy, and what will bring me peace. It usually means looking at the crazy and loving it. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to print (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
2 thoughts on “my last nerve”
dats alotta fruit!
the fruit of laughter…
is bananas 😉
Ha..just so’s you know, a spider just bit me. Unfortunately all the dancing and screaming was uselessly after the fact.