to write. ohnine.

It is tomorrow. But it’s still today, so whatever.

I have a lot to say. But no time to say it in. I have two things I want to write about:

– my parents and my how seething mad I was tonight
– him. no, not him, him.

So, I have some schtuff to do write tomorrow, huh? When it’s actually tomorrow. Right now, it’s still today, and I’m going to sleep. 🙂