birthday lovee
i have the biggest crush on my dentist. it’s really unfortunate. i sit there looking for any sign of hope with my mouth open and dried blood on my paper bib from the crazy bitch before him who scraped at my teeth and gums while asking me about my summer. a question which i ignored because first of all, i can’t talk with your hands in my mouth. and secondly, thats a bullshit question. at this point i’m just trying to focus all my energy on keeping my tongue from following/licking her hand. i swear, i cannot control that thing. it just gravitates towards anything you put in my mouth like HEY WHAT ARE YOU? ARE YOU DELICIOUS? anyway, i guess i’ll see my dentist again in 6 months and try hopelessly to make eye contact and smile when he reminds me to floss daily.
