it's like you're my mirror

(Y) ouch this is worse than it looks

IT'S THE DAY OF REST so i decided to coerce my friend into driving through miles of traffic and take us to ikea (again) on the busiest sales day it's ever seen. what a palava. after that, i thought it'd be good to do some more "heavy" DIY and, after slicing my thumb open, continue to add more stress mess to my room just because. pay day has come and gone thus so too has my will to go on living. i need new things to keep me happy and busy (what a horrible attitude) so you can take your day of rest and... enjoy it!!!!!

and this house just ain't no home

WHAT WILL THIS BECOME?

what with my mood plummeting after a second day of sickness and my overdue (now impending) meltdown on the horizon, i thought it best to get off of my pathetic ass (again, metaphorical not literal. well i am a slim white man so literally too fyi) and try to do something. here's some advice: if you're still really ill, don't try to do anything. it's really awful and can make you feel impossibly worse. take heed of my ellie goulding bicep tattoo: "every fire is a lesson learned" and BOY do i have some internal burns from an ikea trip with mon pere (no hard feelings gary)