so when you come back, we'll have to make new love
the gas guy just came and turned on my gas. he had a sick haitian accent and i have no idea what he said to me the whole time he was here.
today i have mad shit i have to do. it sucks. i hope that i work. i really really hope that.
life is so weird and bad sometimes. but sometimes its cool. i think everything just seems worse at night. Current Mood: calm