meet moosh-

-my inner self: a paper with squiggly lines and three holes on my upperlip.

you know what the world is?
insensitive.
Dom, I feel your pain.

Lauraeva and Marr gatecrashed my house. ringing my doorbell and scaring my dog.
fought over cookie dough icecream, threw netballs around.
screamed chickenlizard at marr, watching scene 6 of silent night
laughing at marr. suffocating me with pillows.

me- is it thursday today?
lauraeva- no wednesday

awhile later.

me- so it's wednesday tomorrow right?
lauraeva- what the hell is wrong with you.

I can't live without these people. I love you freaks.
I'm stuck sitting at my table again, deathcabbing and rubbing my shoulder.
I ran into a wall, you see.