My cousin is always watching Everybody Loves Raymond in the other room while I’m on the computer. I always hear Raymond’s voice. His deep, throaty voice, like a hungover toad. It’s very unique. Sometimes I continue to hear the thick grog of Ray Romano long after the television is off. Ray tells me things. Ray tells me horrible, horrible things. And I listen.
Tina. 18. Bronx. This is my second blog containing all things that explain my life and my love of weird things. There's no other way to really explain it. So enjoy :DShoot
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