I went volunteering downtown with Michael and Patricia. It was fun. I liked it.

The end.

Dear Eve of Eden,

I have a few things to say:

"Fuck you" being one of them. A snake told you to eat an apple and you listened? Not too wise, are you Eve?

And God, could you have thought of a more humane curse? Bleeding between the legs for seven days? No one should bleed for that long without dying. Death would almost be preferable right now.

Also, "

w o w i hate everyone
w o w i hate everyone

w o w i hate everyone

w o w i hate everyone

w o w i hate everyone

W O W I HATE EVERYONE

W O W I HATE EVERYONE

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