I feel like if some chef made Gordon Ramsay a horrible, undercooked, mushy, the worst texture, nasty, tastes like a dirty rock, Could possibly kill me and take me to Heaven, and get sent back to the planet earth, where I would have to exist knowing that I ate that crap.
All on a Monday morning, right before school starts, When you forget to do your homework, to not cry in the next 2 hours, To not disintegrate into a pile of dust.
All when you just want to sleep, to catch some Z's, to go Mimi's. To actually be able to close your eyes longer than you can blink.
So that's how my morning is going, and I haven't even gotten out of bed :']











