If I’m ever suspected of foul play and investigated by the FBI they will certainly think I’m off my rocker if they check my search history.
These are some of the things that roll through my head at any given moment. Sometimes I think I’m strange and then I remember, I’m supposed to be strange, I want to be a writer. Writers are strange, aren’t they?
I have to remind myself as I search on Google – cum vs. come, because I don’t like the word cum, but maybe it’s the right one to use. Luckily it just seems to be slang.