Listening to: the sounds of passing cars
Feeling: angsty
Im at my granparents house, well not house, apartment and i love the sounds of the passing cars. I dont know why, but i find it really peaceful, when i am here i just want to stay on the balcony, even sleep out there. It's surrounded by glass windows so it's not cold either which is a bonus. Jeez i looked like an old lady today.
I was watching the game show network which owns your mom i swear, and i was knitting a scarf (bitch please?!) yeah. i knit because i like knitting, and i have fun making scarfs kay?
LEAVE ME ALONE DAMMIT!!!
Well dasa is mad at me, again. For calling her a dumbass when she calls me gay/fat/ugly/stupid a bagillion times a day, and every single time i'm like hey shut up and yet she still continues. I dont take things seriously but lately its just become too much i swear.
Well im going nextdoor to get a slushie ♥ I'll write another entry when i get home maybe.
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