laters: gross, still 5-am-after-party-fb-feeler-alerts. house.

Yo. I'm not super sober, but I high key #hateu and fuck #friendship because you make me feel gross and unhappy. And, I have all the feels--will probably regret this, delete this (in the morning) but you can spill all the diets, but it is subtle. But I'm sort of out. Cause why, even? Barf. Vomit. Put that in your poetry and smoke it--ineffectual. (I am sticking my tongue out at you right now.) Suck. It. *also middle finger, like a true 12-year-old.