cestlune

crawling out of my ass to post this but happy new year fuckers

cestlune

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walking on grass at ass o'clock and looking out for slugs so I don't step on them only to then have the fright of my life bc I stepped on a mouse instead and didn't expect the feeling of tiny little scratchers and fur on my foot is a little too on the nose for Things That Would Just Happen To Me. 
          
          I didn't get bit and the mouse just bolted and I guess I did not step on a slug, but I did yell loudly at 2am on this camping site and dad is now confused as to why this kind of shit keeps happening to me. Your guess is as good as mine bud