hey guess what everyone?
I FEEL LIKE SHIT!
antm finale in 50 minutes. go russian chick!
also, emptying the bathroom garbage is a disgustingly thrilling activity. it’s like ew gross but ooh yes! sickitatingly delicious. especially around that time of the month ooh what mystical goodies spill out? or snot rags you forgot about and can be proud of all over again.
don’t even get me started on the smell.
there is nothing more funny than fil’s face when he is thinking about emptying out my menstrual rubbish.
note to self, stop sharing thoughts.
i went to the tate in london and saw this one dude’s “art” (forget his name) and it was basically the entire contents of his wife’s bathroom rubbish bin. it was neat cos everything was old, old condom, old lipstick container, ancient pill boxes, creams.
i highly doubt that today my garbage could be considered as art, unless i was dating banksy, then it would be art. or i could make fil’s garbage, art. anyway.
