Sometimes I am interested in writing online. Mostly I stick to my paper journal but the keyboard just makes every thought appear faster. I want to be here for years and look back at the time when I lived with my good friend and her girlfriend. The time with my FUCKING CRAZY wall climbing kittens and the job that I can't really figure out if I hate or love.
Wow, I'd really love some kind of reassurance that everyone I write about will never stumble upon this. Goddamn honesty.
I guess I'm starting sick, freezing, and popping equate brand dayquil, or Day Time as written.
Nothing too interesting.
Except that my flower is blooming and I can't even remember what I've planted but rain water must do some wonders.
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