a repertoire of asshausen

BF just said "What's happen on here?" and it was so casually said that I questioned reality for a second.

the browser i have installed as a backup but literally havent opened in months for the past week, every day, in a pop up notification on desktop: do you want us to save that password you didn't even input just now? :) we're a very secure private application with no bullshit we've installed without you asking. :)) rate our performance? :)))

sorry not trying to blow up your dashes with text post mood swinging just i am so burnt out after the past couple days and my feet have been in so much pain today for whatever reason i can barely stand it so my threshold for My Own Bullshit was not high

Just realized I never put my fucking ice cream and soy milk away two fucking hours ago before I went back out fuck my life 20 fucking dollars in the trash.

Oh no I drove by my old house and it's now a sportball field with zero trace of there ever being a different plot of land there or any of the old fields that used to be there AND it was as the sun was almost done going down AND with spice girls playing in the car.

Do you think Kitty is okay. Do you think Ellie is a good nurse.

i see my son actually wore clothes this week only to get electrocuted

ugh i got another weird tasting gallon of soy milk. i need to stop getting milk there while they're remodeling the fucking place.