Sorry...

To the multiple people who have bitched about me not blogging, I am sorry that I am in a fuck funk right now with my creativity. Promise to be back up shortly once I feel inspired. 

For now, enjoy this photo of Kermit the Frog. 


until writer's block ends,
akp

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