Time is a runaway

AAAAAH the sodden wet blanket of depression. One has a weasel and the other has a flag. SHIT! I feel so disjointed, I have been fighting it for days, I am ready to let it roll over me, taking no prisoners.
I really need to get out some. I really need a darling man to pay attention to me, I need that child to be less up my butt. Stupid DOG stupid CAT, gold fish are even needy.