Failed cooking experiment.
Trying to be healthy,
Trying to be vegan,
And, trying to be better.
I slipped up as I drank coke.
I ended up buying the wrong meat substitute,
Does this mean Boyfriend cannot eat it?
Does this mean I have to cook another dish?
I can barely focus on this one as my eyes aches to close.
I feel the day coming to me.
It is the slow countdown of all that is familiar winding up to fall apart.
I wonder when this body will end.
O’Malley stayed out late.
I worried that she could have ended.
The creamsicle melted.
Death is easier to discuss when it is a non-humans.
What will happen with my corpse?
Oh. I also ate the whole pot.