wierd holiday
called the sugardaddy in the morning to say hey
got presents
tried work for a bit and decided against it since it was deader than a ghosttown- our customers today were literally, the "stinky unicorn man" a weekly visitor to the club who has this wierd unicorn horn like growth on his forhead and hes elderly and clearly doesnt wash
hes always looking for some dancer named iona that died like twelve years ago lol
oh and we had two uniformed MP's there just to make sure soldiers arent patronizing the joint
what dicks
so i split, did some shopping and had some falafel and came home to pack
im fuckin moving
fuck this state

love, pretty