Why do people continue to tell me things that I don’t want to know? I don’t want to know the graphic way that my grandfather died. I don’t want to know all about my parents’ divorce. I don’t want to know the turn of events of my brother’s sex life. Why do I need to know that fucking slenderman squid exist in the depths of the ocean? WHY do people keep telling me things that I don’t want to know and WHY do they think that I need to hear this?
Fuck I came out of my room to make some stress therapy tea and now I know too much information and I don’t think Animal Crossing can fix this.


















