Shout out to all the lucky gals that feel nothing when they’re on their periods while I feel like a fully grown dinosaur on a motorbike is trying to pop a wheelie right out of my vagoo.
First time dream-journaling. Daylight Savings made me a little loopy, and I recently dreamt that Stu’s favorite high school friend was a beer drinking unicorn-bro named Steve.
30 minutes of brush blurb.
LIKE I’VE BEEN SAYIN THIS SINCE FOREVER