I completely forgot to write about losing my balance at the top of my stairs the other day. It was harmless and I caught myself right away, but I couldn't get the thought out of my head the rest of the day how g0ddamned funny it would be for me to wind up in the hospital or dead wearing a pink shirt that says "Little Bunny Foo-Foo" on it and a grey/pastel blue hoodie-jacket-thing. I can imagine my mom walking right past me asking where her daughter is.
Jerkface Rends-the-Flesh's new hobby - and the aftermath. It's so cute and sad-like. Maybe he needs a new, more dysfunctional name.