This morning I had a dream that I threw up and then I wondered if it was real so I could stay home. |
Go to bed with straight hair, sweat in your sleep, wake up looking like Bruce Vilanch |
Listen cat, don't follow me into the bathroom if you're just gonna get mad at how long I take to pee, wash my face and brush my teeth. You'll get fed when I'm damn well good and ready, fucker. |
I'm pretty sure I am awake, but do I really "know" where I'm going or is this just automatic and what is life even about where is this? |
No one talk to me ever. I hate every word you will ever think about saying to me. |
I'm so tired that I really just wish I could will the coffee into my body without having to go through the labor of lifting a cup to my mouth and drinking things. Drinking coffee is harrr-erd. |
Maybe if I put on upbeat music I will get pumped up? No. It doesn't work. Nicki Minaj, you were my last hope. |
Labels: coffee, drawings, pictures, why is this me