LearnToSee

The house is infested with biting gnomes. The run around frantically and chomp down, HARD, on your legs. I go to school and we are forced to write out dreams in a journal there. My ex boyfriend, "N," doesn't to the assignment out of laziness. At home, my mom tells me I have half a soul, one half I got from her and the other is potential soul from my dad. (The situation between my dad and I never really bothers me, my parents split what I was about 7 and I still see my dad.)

I am at work topless (I'm a female). I am drinking a ton of soda, juice, and water.