my super is really freestyling the plaster job on my walls and ceiling and it’s gonna be a few-days job. so my hypochondriac ass (scared of Poison Wall Dust) is sleeping on the couch and it feels like a little treat. sleepover vibes !! something old is made new again
I am high-school-level depressed lately and have been bailed on three times this weekend alone… in my mind I’m giving this painting, going totally horizontal and nibbling shroom chocolate as I plumb the unsavory depths of the internet for mind numbing bullshit to watch. also I put on a little nightgown with sheep on it ❤️
