This Isn't Wonderland.

That’s just mean. 

All I ask for is you to be ever so kind to me.

Now bring me my weed or I’ll  never talk to you or show you my weewee ever again. 

Keep talking like that and I'll never let you touch my tits again.

Only on days that end with y. 

That's what I thought.

He’s secretly miserable. Kinda like me when Im with you. 

Oh shut up, you love it when I'm around.

Underwear drawer. Dont judge me. That dog. He looked miserable in the picture you have. 

Why would I judge you. I keep mine in a random shoe in the back of my closet. He's not miserable, his face just always looks like that. He' my baby. 

Only if you bring my stash of weed. But yeah, I wouldn’t mind seeing your face. 

Where is it? And who wouldn't want to see this face?

He wasn’t too impressed. Oh well. 

Nice. Need me to keep you company or something?

Ouch. What'd papa Allen say?

I got my first early acceptance letter today.

To where?

Fuck

Hospitals?? Are you hurt?

I am using today as a 'me' day.

Everyday for me is a 'me' day.

A day off.

I don't like Sundays.

If you’re not ready to go home, can I get a hell no!

You should invite me to parties.

Just like they could give a damn about you. Then don’t ask that I need to come to you for help. It’s like I wanna know you anyway.

You make, like, zero sense.. Why on earth would I want yo help you?