a pair of black boots of mine started to grow white spots all around. i tied them up in a bag for a while to see if it was mold, or just white withered points. when i took them out, it turned out to be mold. so, i had to throw them out. even though i didn’t want to, the white spots were just so fashionable.
i went to a clothes swap thing, and if you wanted to try something on everyone just went to my friends bedroom to change. looking back my encounters in the room, they seemed a lot more awkward then they should have been. i wondered if it was because im chubby, but then i remembered i dont shave my armpits aha
i spent this april 20th sick, burnt my hand twice, burnt up alot more than that though. baked banana bread and got baked, sneezing and coughing. now sewing different pieces of a dead bunny lithograph on my large, forrest green ancient torture techniques hoodie :3
my solution to making myself feel better: green tea with soy milk and manuka honey, listening to girl in a coma over and over, getting high when my head can take it. solution to inflicting the pain on myself that i deserve: combing out the ugly parts of my dreads and possibly selling my clothes, but taking my time on being vegan.
i made blood art in the living room last night and didnt know what to do with it while it was drying so i hid it in my uncle and aunt’s ‘garage’. woke up, to them and a friend in there… oh also i cant find my passports for my flight today. great day thus far.