them’s the business right there fil is officially a gangster. he said he needs to get more shirts with french cuffs now.

i was dreaming that he bought me an ugly jacket it was fuscia orange and black and kind of like a north face style puffy marshmallow and i had to pretend that i liked it cos we were on a train in the 1930s eating chicken in a restaurant and this frat boy was getting wasted with all these families dining around him and i said good for you for getting wasted in front of little kids oh and i bought a pink shirt too and it showed my cleavage we stopped in a tunnel for a long time and it was all dark and we were in the english countryside.

in other news, cid is one of those demons that came from the hole in the backyard in the gate. i love that movie and have seen it 50 times.

his life has gone to shit now cos i put my suitcase on the shelf in the closet where he likes to nap for hours on the towels and i re-organized the bookshelf the one he likes to jump on from the wine fridge to mindfuck me into feeding him so now there is no room to sit, he already tried to knock some shit over but when he landed there was only two inches of space so he had to jump back down LOSER.