Life's been better, easily. Between juggling work and sleep and cleaning/grocery shopping/computer fixing and 30 thousand people calling Tyler every night to hang out, I'm frazzled. Take my nightmares last night, for example. After discovering a photo of my grandma's naked body and an apple in her mouth, she dies at my parent's hosue and I see her body contorted and crumbled on the banister in the kitchen. She comes back to life breathing heavily and saying not to worry, because she's alive. After crying and going back to sleep I dream my boyfriend's dad stabs my in the chest with a screwdriver.
At least I have ideas for paintings now?
The computer is mostly set up finally, just a few switches and plugs to settle.
At least I have ideas for paintings now?
The computer is mostly set up finally, just a few switches and plugs to settle.
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(hope your boyfriends dad never actually stabs you with anything.... anywhere) wait...(no, thats not a double entendre)