Fuck this weather. It's cold. Like really really cold. Like it shouldn't be this cold in Florida in March.
No seriously Freeze warnings? What are we Canada?
I'm cold and my cat stares at me and wonders what I'm thinking. At which I believe he can read my mind. And that worries me somewhat.
In other news as my texts have figured out, my world is made of people who are scared and want to message me to say that they're afraid of themselves and have no friends.
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