there is one word on my mind. screaming through every orophis of my body. that would be sore... i am fucking sore. not in the sexual way either. in the i worked out for two hours totally oblivious to the fact that i wouldn't have a functional lower body the next day. mmmm yeah. i have stuff going on. work, school, love, bleeding, paper, blah blah. i miss typing but i need time. forgive me, loved ones. be back soon.