so, then, did you know about how the bikers (cyklers, you no?) pull their bloods out and put them back into the same body, increasing oxygen n read blood cells in their veins? i mean, really. that is true. what if i was feeling low (okay, i am feeling suchaway now, and maybe it's obvious that that is why i'm humoring myself with these absurd and inspiring thoughts) and could just stick the estrogen from my body back into my body, and feel it coarsing in, whoah, like a new million bucks. okay, this sweltering room is trapping my atoms. the fresh air is too hot, and what else is there for me?
humor me for a few hours. watch: i'll sleep, exhausted, and wake up like it never happened.
