everything is dumb
just woke from a two hour dream about peter boychuck. we must be soulmates. im sure we will get married some day. he was perfect for me.
in other news, i miss mohsin. i miss america, i just want a fucking pumpkin pie on this blessed holiday, i have so much to be thankful for and i cant do it without a pumpkin pie. i went to the nearby bakery to get one and the lonely man owning it both invited me to cuba, and somehow got me alone with him in the back room during our twenty minute conversation. i need to be more careful about these things. i dont think i shoudl pursue this friendship, as much as i know i was destined to marry a black man.
note: peter boychuck is not black, nor is he mohsin.
all housemates are writing papers. i hate them all. all american friends are eating their fucking pies. you all suck. this dream has been the only redeeming thing about this day. time waste. waste time. i deserve a sweet treat. fuck today.
in other news, i miss mohsin. i miss america, i just want a fucking pumpkin pie on this blessed holiday, i have so much to be thankful for and i cant do it without a pumpkin pie. i went to the nearby bakery to get one and the lonely man owning it both invited me to cuba, and somehow got me alone with him in the back room during our twenty minute conversation. i need to be more careful about these things. i dont think i shoudl pursue this friendship, as much as i know i was destined to marry a black man.
note: peter boychuck is not black, nor is he mohsin.
all housemates are writing papers. i hate them all. all american friends are eating their fucking pies. you all suck. this dream has been the only redeeming thing about this day. time waste. waste time. i deserve a sweet treat. fuck today.