Me and Dylan got back together and he had this weird older brother that held satanic ritual parties in this forest. But then Dylan turned out to actually be this kid I went to school with. Then all this weird shit happened and all I remember is I was part of this super group and we had these really powerful swords but we kept them hidden in this library disguised as books and then something about Zuul?
Don’t ask what the fuck I was eating beforehand…
Not one bit. I mean egg, sausage and bacon just look gross. Cereal is just wheaty stuff in a bowl and toast is just like lunch, but more brown. One of the least appealing meals of the day if you ask me.
If I don’t want to go out, I don’t want to go out. Just because I have fucking depression doesn’t mean I’m going to sit here being depressed all the time. It is raining, its cold as fuck, I’m sick and i just want to stay home. And you don’t have to talk quietly amongst each other about how I can’t stay home alone either, I can still fucking hear you and I’m 18 ffs, I don’t need a freaking babysitter!
