my throat is made of pain.
I got a valentine in the mail from cool dude alaskaseed. it had justin timberlake on it &lotsa glitter.
last night I got woken up by captain foodstamps needing to talk (though why I listened, who knows, pretty sure he wouldn’t listen to my problems) &again by brawling cats on my bed, &again by bass-y music pounding in the morning.
I didn’t even have to leave work sick, due to drinking some magic dissolved in hot water. hope I don’t wake up sicker.
I should stop hate-fucking because the sexist bullshit is really getting to me. &oh god, the scumfucks are listening to red hot chili peppers real loud in the living room right now. I can hear it through the walls. gross.