i think this entire cloud of unhappiness that has recently taken residence above my head following me everywhere i go, is a result of me not leaving my house, eating fast food everyday, and not walking anywhere.
get the fuck off your ass and do something.
i'm an idiot.
get the fuck off your ass and do something.
i'm an idiot.
can we please seriously save up and get away and hang my applecurtins in a kitchen that belongs to both of us?