me: *about to look at the merch for an anime I like*
brain: that’s what you want? some fucking anime? some fucking anime merch on your body and in your life? some god damn anime on your walls? fucking anime merch to let everyone know that you like anime? are you fucking kidding me?
I cleaned Will’s family’s kitchen because they have fucking mice and a fly problem and the second his mom got home the counter suddenly has a dirty pan, open chips, an open cheese jar, a cheesy lid, a dirty spatula, a big ass plastic bag with arsenic blocks in it, a torn chocolate cake mix packet, and a sauce covered tupperware lid strewn about 🙃
And somehow??? Somehow there is an entire plate just sitting on the floor