My whole day today is going to be writing in a notepad that I used to care about
I’m going to write about how much of a sick old bird I’ve gotten to be
how I’m an old lady in Acme throwing her discount card at a pineapple
I’m going to write in this stupid notepad about how my face hurts and so does my family
I’m going to write about how I hate you and you hate me and I’m the only one crying about it