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Her eyes are like, a green color, with a little bit of mocha. And she smells like coffee.

Weird things seem to happen to me. I don’t know why – just lucky I guess? Like, remember how a moth flew up my nose? And a bird committed suicide on my car? Well the past couple weeks I’ve had a few weird things like that, only not really involving wildlife. There was two weeksContinue reading “Her eyes are like, a green color, with a little bit of mocha. And she smells like coffee.”

Diary of a hypochondriac, day 9609

Note: The approximate day is legit. I calculated. The times probably aren’t. I’m writing this at the end of the day and trying to remember exactly when all this happened. Also. Some of this may be exaggerated. But most is not. Told you, HYPOCHONDRIAC. 6:50 a.m. – Wake up for about the third time allContinue reading “Diary of a hypochondriac, day 9609”