Willow hasn’t quite mastered the concept of a cat door yet.
she looks so lost
It has been three days. The servants have rebelled and refuse me refuge in my castle. They point and laugh and take pictures while I have been reduced to grovelling to be let in. I fear this may be my last entry.
look at this fucking cookie. look at it. i bought this fucking cookie at my school’s cafeteria. it is the size of my face. i bought it for 2 dollars. this cookie is supposed to inspire sharing among the students because its so fucking huge but clearly whoever thought of that little idea did not understand teenagers. this cookie is a challenge. nobody shares these cookies. they fucking eat the whole thing by themselves because its there. fucking gigantic cookies. fuck.