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I have no voice. Like, at all. My father asked me when I woke up this morning if I wanted a bagel and I opened my mouth: "hhhhh." I didn't even get to go to an awesome concert and scream my throat raw! I just got sick. Why, life, why! Cruel bitch!
Right now, this picture is my happy place. It is making my voiceless-ness seem less horrible. Oh, and this one too. What's your happy place tonight, lovelies?
ps, hot dogs. they're serious bizzness. do you put ketchup on them or mustard? MATTER OF IMPORT.
Right now, this picture is my happy place. It is making my voiceless-ness seem less horrible. Oh, and this one too. What's your happy place tonight, lovelies?
ps, hot dogs. they're serious bizzness. do you put ketchup on them or mustard? MATTER OF IMPORT.
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I'm sorry that you're sick. But man, a bagel sounds nice for tomorrow morning.
P.S. I'm a vegetarian. Even when I wasn't, I hated hot dogs. But... both. Ketchup and mustard. Why not both?
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