exquisite corpse with hannah last weekend
“FETCH,” you little bitch. Even though you don’t have glasses or the right hair. If one hair is out of line your day is ruined.
Change your hair, change your life. That’s what I’ve heard, from my teachers. But I’m not born to listen. I’m born to yell, yell YELL.
It’s okay.
I guess I’ll be quiet now. Breathe deep. One. Two. Three. How high can you count before you puke?
He didn’t get sick. He was immune to life, music, culture, milk, everything. My grocery list is cashed. My line is cast. The police are asleep. Goodnight.
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