downed half a bucket of trash and i still can’t think of what reward to reap =(
25 in 45… not that bad, but the thought is still pretty disgusting
also, i don’t feel well at all… sigh.
to make things worse, i think i’m getting a food coma from this $10 trash -_-

looking towards next year… wonder how it’s gonna be

i find it strange how i can dwell incessantly on the past and on the future, but never stick to just the present…