#it's manliker monday i can do what i want. am a boyliker. heh. pretty

[outlying-hyppocrate]

fucking wailing because i have to write a full-fledged essay on the perks of being a wallflower that's due in four hours (it's 4am here) and i have done nothing but look at pretty enmu pictures on the internet. oh well. i like enmu because. aha. pretty

#random thoughts #it's manliker monday i can do what i want. am a boyliker. heh. pretty #my brain has been severely mushified as i had a dream for a song. the song was playing in the background #like. damn. my mom was there and she was trying to console me about something. apparently there was a clown demon in the closet or smth #when i saw it i just froze up and cried and it kept trying to slice off my head. i don't know what happened but my mom's head flew across #the room. eventually it got to me. when i woke up (well. that was a trick. silly brain) i was being sold to charon. yknow the ferryman guy #and he put me on his. uh. what's that rowing stick fucker called. one of those. i was a skull and it was quite swag if i say so #then i actually woke up. agh. i wish i put this much work into my schoolwork. anyway #i feel bad about what i've said about my mom. she's really really nice actually. but she just doesn't want to call me credence #which is her problem. almost everybody does. there's no denying it