My house is absolute chaos right now.
Someone let me sleep on the foot of their bed like a cat for a week or so and I’ll pay you in gum.
For once in a long while, instead of craving the clock to go back, I want it to spring forward.
I know the future will be better than this.
I know the future will be better than that.
I want to move on; I want to move away.
96 days
96 days
96 days