yesterday was a bad day.
it was like the first hot days of summer and the days after chrismas when it's snowing, while the sun was shining at chrismas eve, together.
i had my math examen.i failed.i ate waffles and the sugar made me want to throw up.
beautiful things made me want to throw up.smiling and laughting people made me want to throw up,
or punsh them in the face,the stomach and the genitals.
the only thing which stopped me from hiding under my blanket,trying to dissapear was teresa.
she edited a picture from me,came over to my place and shared liquorice with me.
we talked about good bands and our plans to dissapear into the woods forever.

glass vaults-forget me not