fuck the cheerios!

 

the not knowing spills over
into everything else

the washed laundry is only half dry!
the bathroom smells like piss!
the sink is full of half soaked day-old spaghetti!
the rug is mushed with nutrigrain crumbs!
the downstairs is a treacherous maze of dinoasuars and legos!
and i don’t know when this will end!

and i don’t know how
this
will
end

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