It's one of those head-ass nights where I'm just repeating the word headass over and over.
This morning I woke up, ate a waffle and cuddled back into bed just for my father to be like, "we're going to the store, go downstairs and watch the door in case the pipe guy comes over."
Alas I had to move...about 10 feet.
I made it to the hallway and created a cUMfy nest out of my covers and proceeded to ACTUALLY sleep there.
I slept in the hallway...why was i so tired this morning?
Is it a coincidence that i also started my period the night before?
It got me.
