WHY the fuck when i ironed my shirt this mornin it got more fuckin wrinkled, with additional wetspots!? FML.

Anyways, i keep having these crazy dreams about my ex. im really fuckin buggin. Ive had three so far and theyve all ended with him leaving and me trying to get him and then being really sad that he left. Like i really feel depressed while sleeping. But thats dumb, because I LEFT HIM. so wtf. Idk what all this means but its gettin a little outta hand...

So why i woke up to some scratchin noises in the ceiling. Them things sound too big to be mice, unless they on some X-Men shit and genetically mutated into Wild fuckin Banchees. Im scurred. somebody gon have to do some investigation and fixin later but it wont be me.

Let me hop in the shower tho before i'm late for my interview. bloggin n shit. lol.

-eassyyy