dear i'm not a diary diary,
i should be in the bath by now, but i'm not. my teeth are brushed already, so that is something. i should be getting ready to get in the bath AT LEAST, but i'm not. at all. i'm sittin here with my feet up watching the muted tv- wondering why i should even take a bath, but i am. i will. i am. i will. i have to. i am. but i don't wanna. i'm happy in my pajamas. i am. so happy. in them. but i look stupid. so i will comply with the standards society has set forth and bathe myself and dress myself and apply face paint and hair gel and perfume and bring forth unto the world an appearance of readiness- which i will quickly strip away the moment i run back into the safety of my own home. i fucking hate the standards people set so high for us to all conform to. bitches. i don't wanna get dressed anymore just to leave the house.
i should be in the bath by now, but i'm not. my teeth are brushed already, so that is something. i should be getting ready to get in the bath AT LEAST, but i'm not. at all. i'm sittin here with my feet up watching the muted tv- wondering why i should even take a bath, but i am. i will. i am. i will. i have to. i am. but i don't wanna. i'm happy in my pajamas. i am. so happy. in them. but i look stupid. so i will comply with the standards society has set forth and bathe myself and dress myself and apply face paint and hair gel and perfume and bring forth unto the world an appearance of readiness- which i will quickly strip away the moment i run back into the safety of my own home. i fucking hate the standards people set so high for us to all conform to. bitches. i don't wanna get dressed anymore just to leave the house.
