Category: diary

That chocolate looks like butts. Cats. Ennui dog.

LET DISABLED AND CHRONICALLY ILL PEOPLE COMPLAIN ABOUT SHIT WITHOUT MAKING IT ABOUT YOU AND YOUR HEALTHY ASS SELF, EVERYONE. Goodnight.

Does this week even exist? Do any of us exist? What the fuck is existing? I'm tired. Goodnight.

I took Georgie out for a bit of long lead running. It was very muddy. She loves mud. I wish I could find her dog...

It has been in the 30s (F). I'm okay with 40s but 30s are where I start to get grumpy. It's going to soon be...

Yogurt mouth.