my gravestone is gonna say “I thought I would respawn”
I could never be settled in one time or place
I got angry at the crazy amount of traffic on the way into town and then found out it was a funeral procession. My bad, guys.
Spent this afternoon waiting for a parcel in the post and then go outside to the bins and catch a glimpse of a stupid delivery slip in the bottom of the mailbox! Apparently, the asshole came yesterday and decided “Naww, I won’t knock on the door, I’ll just decide that she’s not home and then hide this delivery slip in the crack!”
So now I have to go to the depot and collect the bugger. I could’ve done this hours ago! Or, better yet, I could’ve had my parcel yesterday if my postman wasn’t such an asshat.
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