I’m so tired of being inconvenienced by people.
I need to get ready to go to a family dinner thing, but I’d rather sit here and tumbl.
Hopefully I’ll see that one man I’m in love with at the cafe tonight, I’d like to kiss him again, but I don’t know if that’ll ever happen.
It’s the perfect gloomy autumn Sunday.
All these things are unrelated.
people who are rude to their parents
people who are rude to other people’s parents