clubs are for people that enjoy attention but surprisingly, i don’t like it at all.
k, maybe what i covet is a different degree of attention, along the lines of impressing with my wit and expressing my differences.
now you know more about pretentious me, time to sleep. night.
oh, before i dive for bed. let’s reminisce primary school science and here’s a venn diagram to convey a facing dilemma.
i hate it when fleas parade through my intestines and i can’t do shit about it.
hopefully, sleep will kill them.