therapist: describe this picture
me: that’s my father yelling at me
therapist: and this one
me: you having sex with my wife
therapist: and this one
me: aren’t these normally ink blots
"It’s really hard to know that I’ll never again stumble off the field, trying to regain my balance while the stadium crowd whirls around me and bright lights hurt my eyes."
@YEMblog@bizarchive Would love for Contact to become a 20 min excursion for funk. Thought that might happen on Jam Night at the Dozen. 2nd choice is Limb by Limb #yembconvo