greyer days ahead

job where you get paid 9 dollars an hour to guaranteed burn out and hate yourself in ten months or less. it’s almost over. one more week. i will survive

i don’t have ocd, i’m just observant and know how to treat a lady right

you’re telling me a shrimp (The Body) fried (put my own bone marrow in) this rice (soup)

stop advertising. don’t try to trick me. if i need something, i’ll look for it. i do not need you to convince me in the corner of whatever i’m actually doing. and if you are in the way of what i’m actually doing i will not buy what you are selling. because now i’m annoyed. why are there add everywhere. ray bradbury internet.

feeling the need to fight whatever makes me need to fight everything all the time.

SHIT OR GET OUT THE KITCHEN