were supposed to go out to get new sneakers with our dad tomorrow (which we desperately fuckin need cause we could only bring back our sandles and boots. guess whos parents tossed all 2 pairs of their shoes while they were abroad this time. again) but goddamn i do not want to leave the house. i dont even wanna be a person. i wanna stay in bed and be a stuffed animal. inanimate object behaviour. i should talk to someone abt that probably
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