it sounds like children are killing each other outside in the park, they are tiny children and when children that tiny are playing they yell a lot and talk loud all at the same time, much like me when i am wasted hanging out with my friends. gay, i just said hanging out.
i have to do laundry and i don’t want to because i am allergic to responsibility.
the ending of the eggers book was not as good as i thought it would be. i get what he was getting at though, he could’ve done better i think. the ending of my book is pretty half-assed so who am i to talk, no one.
i’m starting to lose my mind a little bit over these loud kids, don’t they have homes? and their parents milling about watching them, encouraging them to be loud, THE NERVE.
my children are going to speak in sign language only and live in the cellar and eat mice.
