What the F?

Seriously, life is hella crazy. It turned a total 180 on me the instant I had made accomodations to the last flip flop. Now I am insane. My room is a mess, I am poor, I'm smiling all the time, and all of my winter coats are dead animals and its all I want it to be. I would say heaven on a june day, but seriously, cinnamon toast on a slightly rainy day in April, accompanied by a clown honestly makes more sense. I rule!