Drama is a flame that just will not be put out. And the more water used, the more the smoke fills your eyes, and that shit burns!
Drama is my my mama, though. It birthed me, cuddled me in my infancy, spanked my ass as a teenager, and then, cuz I was (nope, scratch that AM) a rez bunny, I decided to marry the bitch in an incestuous and lavish ceremony. But, and I know I've said this before, I'm leaving the damn psycho. She's crazy and makes my life a living hell. She was fun when we were young and drunk and flying high on ecstacy, but now I'm just too old for her punishments and tantrums. I'm gonna need a good lawyer and a bottle of Kettle One for this breakup, and maybe even a Restraining Order. I'm scared!
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