i'm fucking lying to you.

i've never felt so big before. i used to fit right on to your lap with room to spare, but the last time i was near you i felt tall and lanky. can you explain that?

can you explain to me why seeing you is perfectly normal now? seeing you with someone else is second nature, rocky but possible, like switching hands after shattering the one you were born to use. the product is often painful and sloppy, but eventually it'll improve and i'll be able to use any hand i want!
i can't wait for that day.

i'm obviously retarded.

once during the summer i thought it was the end of the world because all the moths in the world were falling from the sky like snow.
if it is the end of the world, i am coming after you.