Nearly stepped on a landmine I must stay sane. SANEEEE!
The pain is bad. This is the last time I’m breaking my own heart. I’m never going to catch feelings again.
Can I be the poem, not the poet the next time round?
Was feeling annoyed because I don’t have breakfasty food in hall right now and suddenly I rmb mummy gave me a can of luncheon meat. Heh breakfast settled.