(song: Asleep by the Smiths)
I don't understand how people can function daily. I can't. I'm incapable.
A couple days ago our plumbing broke, and my dad got pissy. We can't use our kitchen sink or the dishwasher, which means no dirty dishes. Which means spending money to get fast food. Which means furthering the point that we might have to move. And on top of that, we have to pay a plumber.
Also, IT'S OCTOBER.
My ritual every October is that I have to watch Nightmare Before Christmas at least once a week. And I still don't have a halloween costume. Maybe, Ironically, Nevaeh and I will go as convicts. Let's see how that goes over with my parents.
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(AN//I can't give away too much information about Lincoln, because people will figure it out man. I'm sorry. But there are things going on with Lincoln too. But nothing entirely interesting.)
Last night, I had a dream. A weird dream. But not that kind of weird. Just a make-your-life-awkward-but-not-sexually dream. Basically, I fell on top of someone and kissed them. This dream has happened a total of three times.
Once with her.
Once with him.
And once with Lincoln.
This dream has made my life a hell-hole of awkward, considering 2/3 of the people have no idea.
But Lincoln. Damn, I don't know if it's true, but his dream self is a pretty good kisser.
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Nevaeh, I'm sorry. I love you. I still want to be your best friend. I'm not trying to be mean to you. I'm just angry because you won't listen to me. I'm trying to protect you. Please talk to me.
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AN// SO guess what. Someone stole 10 million pounds of maple syrup from Canada, which is equal to 1/3 of their government's maple syrup reserve. You're welcome.
SORRY THIS IS A HELLA SHORT CHAPTER
VOUS LISEZ
Souls You Can't Save
Teen FictionThis is a book about my life. It is both fiction and reality. Sometimes it's just somewhere to creatively vent.
