NO REALLY IM NOT HAPPY

my apple tastes like garlic my lips feel like they're on fire IN A BAD WAY you suckers and ill no longer be able to make orgasmic noises pretending i dont know what im doing (or ill have to keep a check on myself incase i do it uncosciously for no apparent reason) come tomorrow.
this is me leaving behind bits of me sending them off to play house and hide and seek with the children and to never ever return this is very very tragic give me a norah jones song please