sick beyond sick off blue Curaçao there is no alternative to water history makes for a difficult roommate supposedly I deserve it having squatted for days darkness immaterial people who get depressed in the summer
The weather is perfect, and I have to consider knocking on my ex’s door if I want to find the nearest possible place to take a leak in this—blasted—city. The weather is perfect, so it doesn’t weigh on me. It’s still cold enough for us to chill. My labret piercing fell out in my sleep like a baby tooth. I wasn’t expecting us to still be these kinds of people.
history makes for a difficult roommate goes so hard