peace out pawel
So, I had a dream this morning that the records I just bought were melted by this hick who was trying to steal my apartment. My apartment was a portable with a kitchen. The lightswitches were in the shape of plastic fingers pointing up and down.
Then Steph called and woke me up and told me some fucked up news. Polish Pawel (you might remember him from a couple years ago... he was my boyfriend for a while, we lived together and did a lot of fucked up shit together) is dead. He apparently OD'd on fentanyl a couple days ago and was found dead.
I don't know how to feel, I feel pretty fucked up.
Yep.
In other happier news, I got a kitty cat from the Humane Society yesterday!!! His name is Pumpkin Mittens (pronounced mi'ens) Bowser of Templeton. He is a little cute bastard of love.
Then Steph called and woke me up and told me some fucked up news. Polish Pawel (you might remember him from a couple years ago... he was my boyfriend for a while, we lived together and did a lot of fucked up shit together) is dead. He apparently OD'd on fentanyl a couple days ago and was found dead.
I don't know how to feel, I feel pretty fucked up.
Yep.
In other happier news, I got a kitty cat from the Humane Society yesterday!!! His name is Pumpkin Mittens (pronounced mi'ens) Bowser of Templeton. He is a little cute bastard of love.