Sleepy
Sneezy
Grumpouchy
That's one, right?
My empathy is draining me.
There have been many times I've wished for the emotional detachment of the sperm donor, but in my ever-loving heart I know my life has literally* been saved by feeling empathy. Both mine and others! Given the choice, I'll keep my fragile heart just the way it is, taped up bits and all.
*original meaning intended
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