September 03, 2010|
My mom went on a hoarding spree. She went two hours away and came back with a bed strapped to the top of the SUV and a small piano. She also said she bought something called a defurenator someshit. She got the bed for me since mine is years and years old, but it kind of grosses me out because the frame looks tiny, like it's for a child. And the bed is just from some unknown source. I told her not to pick those things up. If I use the bed, I have to clean it with alcohol, a lot of alcohol. Same with the piano. I can't even be bothered. I don't even want to think about them. We probably look like such trash. A giant bed strapped to the top of the SUV. Nasty ass house. Ugly world. Ugly people.