The mental stress of “paying you back” is growing.
NYC. Vagabond. I like a lot of things. I HATE red nail polish. I can’t be categorized and I refuse to be defined by anything, so I do everything.
The garbage truck is oddly low in volume. Like it’s being considerate. Weird how it’s considerate when I’m NOT sleeping.
- *randomly thinks about every embarrassing moment in my life*
- Me: Sure wouldn't mind an apocalypse right now.