I broke my fork eating my potatoes….
what do i do now?
why does this feel like the end of the world
it’s just a flimsy fucking plastic fork
we have many downstairs, i can go grab another
or i could just eat with my fucking hands
like the animal i am
i’ve played the same song over about 17 times now
i so badly want to blast it on my rocket sized speaker
but i don’t want the 2 boys who live with me to think i’m up here balling my eyes out
because i’m not
yet.