Ok. so I have a ton of shit to write about, but I don't fucking feel like it. So I'm not gonna write about that stuff right now.
It's sad how much joy the laundry mat brings me. (insert laughter here...x)
Seriously, it's sad but I actually look forward to laundry day. When I visit my local laundry mat, I usually take my IPod, a book or a stack of comics and I just chill the fuck out for a couple of hours.
Somehow things just seem more private when you're in a room full of strangers. I love my quiet time. I cherish it.
I dunno....I suppose we all have our private little hideaways. What's yours?
It's sad how much joy the laundry mat brings me. (insert laughter here...x)
Seriously, it's sad but I actually look forward to laundry day. When I visit my local laundry mat, I usually take my IPod, a book or a stack of comics and I just chill the fuck out for a couple of hours.
Somehow things just seem more private when you're in a room full of strangers. I love my quiet time. I cherish it.
I dunno....I suppose we all have our private little hideaways. What's yours?
vannashene:
thank you :]] thats cool ur from west covina i was just down there i have hella friends in covina