tater's trailer trash🍁

Had a shower and put on clean pajamas. It was a productive day.

No I don't want to talk about it. That was 3 moods ago.

The Devil went down to Georgia then headed down to Florida where he bought a trailer and took up residency.

Sometimes I talk out loud to myself so I can hear what my thoughts sound like.

Ridiculous people are why I have rage issues.

I don't tweet about coffee so I'll never have a good tweet.

Dear Wednesday, no fucking thank you.

I basically only tweet to keep up with the disappointment.

I don't know about anything anymore. Maybe I don't want to know.

Me: I’d like to order the family meal. Cashier: Do you need any plates or forks? Me: Just one, thanks.

I'm going to slip into something a little more comfortable. *Rolls in a ditch*

Every time I lay my head down to sleep my brain starts dumb conversations with me.

My seasonal depression is still going strong from last year.