and addiction.
Those are the topics for today.
It's not make up...
The former comes from me imagining to smack a larey women if the face with a shovel, whilst her sober husband stands there with his head down ashamed. I’ve never seen a local come into the shop and drivel such abuse as she. I’m gonna make sure she feels like shit when she comes in sober next time…
The latter is a side note: I am a little addicted to kerosene… Or at least the smell. I find myself hovering around the firelighters just to get a whiff. But I don’t have an addictive nature. It used to really confuse me as to why people would be addicted to cigarettes before I understood the human mind more, but at the same time I know i could have a cig or two and not feel the need to go buy a pack, smoke them dry, buy another, smoke them and repeat.
Someone should make a airwick kerosene… Or a diesel one at least.
