Sharing the Pain

Dirtbag's Pain:
i am so itchy. everywhere. everyfuckingwhere. In a previous post i showed photos of my difigured armpit from a rash. a mighty itchy rash. And since i now have cunts in those two crooks, this is like some nasty STD. Ever heard of bag-piping? it's all the rage in Broome.

arrgh and it's all up my neck and my arms. fucking hell, beware of the latest craze hickies.

BlogBear's Pain:
So Blogbear's got it bad too. Blisters on her back and arse from burns. They've turned to scabs now but we all know how fun they are to pick at. Ahhhh and how itchy they get. Everyone tells you not to, its almost an act of anti-authoritarian, yeah so what if it's going to cause me more pain.. so what if i'll get a scar. It's off, and theres nothing we can do about it now. R.I.P. Blogbear's Back Scab "He died a premature death, one that was inevitable but he served as a good platelet plug."

there's this misconception going around all high schools, i think, where students of a subject suddenly are proffessionals. If i ever need help with something i read in the news paper about the economic climate i simply yell out for the closest economics student to help me out. and there we have human biology (yuman biol) students- Doctors. And so i learnt through inquisitive nature that as a process of healing the body produces hestimine which makes you itch, but then you itch and so more fucking hestimine is produced to heal the torn skin which you aggressively broke through itching and so on. This cycle sucks cock, especially when the anti-hestimine pills you're taking are fucking pissweak. arrrgh help me please.

When you see people scratching away at their rashes and their scabs please guys, have some fucking compassion! Dirtbag is sexually promiscious and Blogbear passed out infront of a heater.