Still holding hands through the catflap.

I had the laziest day today. Smoked too much, ate only burritos and pizza, and drank way too many coffees. I feel like I'm living in a haze.

I feel so self indulgent every time I post half-baked internet philosophies on life on here. Sorry.

Still, though, if I had the choice, I'd change my hand.

That makes me as angry as seeing Katy Perry in an Agatha Ruiz de la Prada.
As if that whore understands what she's wearing.