Gettin’ Down on Me
Yeah, I’m going through another period of feeling worthless. It comes and goes. Kinda like consciousness.
Oh, I also wanted to say that heavy whipping cream past its due date is scary. I know this because yesterday I experienced just that. Fortunately, I only smelled it and poured it on my corn puffs before decreeing it inedible (in my head).
But seriously, it smelled awful. Like evil, revengeanceful paint.
PS: I am a horrible, horrible person for laughing at this. Hysterically.