waking up cold: alright I need more blankies
waking up hot: covers thrown everywhere. sweat behind the kneecaps. 3 dead. the pillow is the sun. critical condition.
what a beautiful day to mind ya damn business
You know what, fuck it. Who the fuck cares if I embarrass myself trying. At least I went for it. From now on I’m going to go into everything with as much confidence as I can. I’m not going to let my lack of self confidence slow me down anymore.