… that talking to a new
person isn’t exciting anymore because I realize I probably won’t even remember
them in a week.
… that people don’t understand that my life would be less
stressful if I had my own deserted island.
… that sometimes I find a
random screw lying around my house and I just assume it’s from my life falling
apart.
… that no one remembers that
my phone is always in my hand so if you think I’m ignoring you, I am.
… that when I tell someone “I
swear on my life,” they are apt to reply, “I’ve seen your life, swear on
something else.”
… that I am based on a true
story.
… that when I sing, “when I
think about you I touch myself,” what I really mean is I am rubbing my temples
because you’re giving me a f**king migraine.
… that when I say “the other
day” that could mean anytime between yesterday and my birth.
… when I think of how 2025 is
going for me, I think in terms of a movie … written by Stephen King, directed
by Tarantino and the music by Yoko Ono.
… that I am at that age where
every morning my body whispers, ‘Don’t do that again.’ |