WELL WELL WELL, LOOK WHO CAME CRAWLING BACK (me)

It's barely Wednesday.

>room is hot >but the rest of the house is super cold Miserable.

What a perfect time to permalock.

Asking "Then who's the side lobster?" every time the phrase 'Maine lobster' is used until someone rams a fork into my neck.

It seems kind of unfair that I have the means to just erase anxiety and fix my mood but never get the chance to.

I wish I could go to Animal Junction that'd be cool as hell.

Grocery dungeon.

Floor time but the twist is I fell because I'm dizzy as fuck.