Mmmmghhhhhhhhhffffffttttt.

I am so restless I feel this indescribable need to walk around or else I'd flop over and die. But there's no place to walk around here and I can't keep walking back and forth from the kitchen and the living room to the toilet. I'd like to go out because it's windy and sort of nice but I'm on the 10th floor and there's thousands of steps my fat ass can't handle and if I walk out alone someone might kidnap me and rape me or throw eggs at me.

It's times like this that I wish I know karate.







I WANT TO GO BACK HOMEEEEEE.



or somewhere where the toilet isn't always clogged up and cute hot boys walk around with shiny sparkly hair and dreamy eyes and emotional hormonal unbalanced women are non existent.