catherine
I am not wrong. I just have a different opinion. If I am wrong then I don't care. I can learn something.
Wrong is so many things. I wish I could just forget about them all. The song Wrong by Depeche Mode is stuck in my head now. Fuck stupid word associations.
I think the word wrong is the color dark silver. Or graphite-colored. WROOOOOOOOOOONG
Clean sheets. White sheets. Orgasmically fluffy sheets. They are my sheets. I loooooooove sleeping in them by MYSELF every night. I hate washing them and buttoning them though. As a matter of fact I'm sitting on my sheets. If you say it with an accent it could be "shit". That's all I have to say about sheets
Who cares about the laundry and all this crap at home? This is IT. It's what matters. I'm set. This is the apex of my whole life. There is nothing better.