I’m sick

I’ve spent eighteen out of the last twenty-four hours unconscious and the back of my throat feels like a xenomorph has been drooling acid down there for most of it. Daddy needs teh Lemsip.

by Mark Grealish

in me

Dashing brigand, handsome rapscallion, father, crazy cat lady and the world's greatest lover and liar, living in Dublin, Ireland.

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