Got sick and hated it. I was crouched over like a 90 year old grandma. Whooo...waking up like this made me question why I still haven't become a corpse. The pain is killing me but the criticism is poisoning me.
Honestly I'm too lazy to care anymore.
(Funny I say that but I still do.)
Life is like a big wad of drama. I really just want to throw it out but I was taught not to litter.
Anyway, I'm hungry so imma go snack on something and hope it doesn't give me food poisoning again.
(,•-•,) too tired to even think...
Huzzah....