someone help me

"here, i made it with lots of milk and sugar. it's more comforting that way. you sure you don't want some eggs or an english or something?"

i have 'Blaze of Glory' by bon jovi in my head. where it came from, i have no idea. why it won't leave? i have no idea.

oh carmela, where are you to make me a cup of coffee in one of those pastel striped mugs with lots of milk and sugar? and i would love an english... thank you. i'm just having trouble these days. because Lord, i never drew first, but i drew first blood.

make

it


stop.