i’m sitting on the floor of a dark, empty, echo-y, dirty room, eating stuffed vine leaves with my fingers out of a can. i wiped my mouf with the store receipt. #ghetto

The movers just left with my things. I feel like I’ve been butt raped by a rabid gang of inbred gorillas and left for dead. Only worse.

Also, it may be illegal but I’m taking (some of) my beloved lilac tree with me to NY.


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