I will mope around all day, no matter what.
I write in here so rarely that even if I wanted to write in here right now, I have no clue what to write except this sentence that I'm writing right now. Hmm. Sooo, I'll improvise because I guess I do want to write in it, seeing as I am (Kudos to you if that all went through your head just fine.) I feel all sorts of disgusting right now. Physically, emotionally. If I were to get into specifics, this disgusting feeling will become even more distasteful than it is already to my moods.
Okay, byyyeee.