I have often thought that with any luck at all I could have been born a werewolf, because the two middle fingers on both my hands are the same length, but I have had to be content with what I had.
I am moving out of the first place that’s ever been mine, my roommate is gone already and took most of the decorations and it feels empty, I need to clean, I’m feeling sentimental, should I get lonely drunk? I should, right? Okay.