Occasionally, when I get out of the shower and see myself in the mirror, I think “Who the hell let you in my house”.
Occasionally, when I get out of the shower and see myself in the mirror, I think “Who the hell let you in my house”.
“:Did he jump, or was he pushed?”
Probably jumped, all right…
Don’t let the Old Man In.
I don’t care why it’s gone as long as it’s gone.