eh. who cares?
When my medication expires, I don't care. When my job is coming to a close... I don't care. It's not everything. I care when I overeat. I care when Nick is gone and when he comes home. I care about Mollz. I just don't care about refilling medication, taking my B-12, or moisturizing my dry elbows.
I wish I could say that I wish I cared. But I'm just too apathetic for that.
3 comments:
Like your new background. You need to care about getting perscriptions refilled or you might end up with an unexpected little blessing.
May I also say that you might want to refill some of those meds...
You know, what if it's antibiotics or something!
... I mean it's not, but it could be.
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