dear sleeping in a bed of mud diary,
the advance stages of not giving a fuck become blatantly obvious when you are able to sleep a full night in sheets full of mud and rocks from the backyard. i'm waiting for the day i wake up and there is a full grown tree next to me. i wipe the feet of the dogs when they come inside- but you cant tell- not in my bed sometimes. and it doesn't bother me anymore. straight up. i haven't woke up with dirt or worms in my mouth or ears- i'm happy. i don't even mind cuddling becky when she smells like the backyard either. it does not bother me at all. i love my becky- dirt- slobber and all.
the advance stages of not giving a fuck become blatantly obvious when you are able to sleep a full night in sheets full of mud and rocks from the backyard. i'm waiting for the day i wake up and there is a full grown tree next to me. i wipe the feet of the dogs when they come inside- but you cant tell- not in my bed sometimes. and it doesn't bother me anymore. straight up. i haven't woke up with dirt or worms in my mouth or ears- i'm happy. i don't even mind cuddling becky when she smells like the backyard either. it does not bother me at all. i love my becky- dirt- slobber and all.