one time at a stoplight a month or so ago i didn't have my glasses on and up ahead i saw a guy walking and i saw he had a beard and i thought he was hot but then he got closer and i saw that he was an old homeless guy.

not cool.

i'm really protective of my food. i get really anxious and worry my sisters are going to eat it all or that i won't have enough. i like to get as much as i can even if i don't eat it all i like having it there. and i like saving some if it's possible.

i'm just really possessive of my food and i don't know why.