sleepless nights, everlasting love, fever, chills, pillow talk, feathers, fear
My lips are tingling from the chili on the pizza I made myself for dinner. The cats got up on the bench when I wasn’t looking and gnawed on the spare pizza base so I hit them and then felt guilty. I feel really down tonight and I really wanted to start some study for uni but my notes won’t print so I have to wait ‘til tomorrow. I hate how much it upsets me when I have to deviate from what I originally planned. I find it so hard to be spontaneous and I am so much less appealing as a person because of it.
