viscera.

so my neighbor is dating a level 3 sex offender.

change is afoot.

i hope that reminds you of the part you couldn't change in me

i've made a terrible mistake.

i really kind of hate that every other post is sponsored and that yahoo already seems to be infiltrating with all of its usual awful bs. someone needs to let yahoo die already instead of letting it slowly crash and burn. so i am probably gonna find a new place to post eventually. not that anyone does or should care specifically about me, but i imagine there's going to be an exodus as fat bigoted midwesterners, the target yahoo customer, infiltrate.

there are times when my life feels so out of control that i just want to bail completely and start over elsewhere. i'm not looking for advice. tumblr is full of advice-giving sixteen year olds who haven't experienced enough life to get themselves out of a paper bag. i just needed to write what i would like somewhere. so then i can pretend someone is actually listening. it helps.