I love this movie so much. I hated that when I saw it in the theater, it was full of very small children who were scared fucking shitless. I didn't even have children at the time and I knew better. FFS. Good movie, though. Lots of nasty.
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I ran out of xanax. Now what do I use to control my anxiety. What.
Sleeping pills.
Realizing I smoked the rest of my weed this morning. :sniff:
This morning my daughter told me she wanted to get a manticore.
Completely geeked at her choice of fantasy pets, I asked her want a manticore was to make sure she knew what she was getting.
She said, "it's like when grandma paints my fingernails."
Holy disappointment.
So my doctor wants to put me on a low dose of Zoloft for my anxiety. Idk if I want to be on an SSRI :/ the script is in if I decide I want it but idk.