my day

good morning cake nation.. today was a sad sad sad day i fear.

picture it 9:06 am i've just finished brushing my pearly whites and washing my beautiful face but when I went downstairs for my cup of watered down shit in a cup my mother yelled THE ZOMBIES ARE COMING THE ZOMBIES ARE COMING!!!!!!!!!!! terrified I grabbed the shotgun and ran outside only to see the bright humid sky and 3 fat cases of water bottles left for me to lift.

FUKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK I had 2 lift allat for strawberries :(( and on top of that i was made to listen to my fathers enile yapping I wanted to DIE so I went back to bed and awoke around 2 something pm to 0 notfis i was so sad until I saw "wanna call?" from camipoo sparkleton the great! well i was mid shit literally but even so I answered her call "hi isa!!" she says smiling into the camera "hi cami" i whisper hoarsely because I HAD JUST WOKE UP>

we talk and i whisper when I hear the dreaded "im unfriending patrick o conner the first of macdemarcocatzillavill." WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT? i was so shocked as she began writing about her own sadness to his post on hating cutecore people (valid).. I tried to convince her to not block him entirely as he only meant non friends! but she said no he didnt until she realized he did not mean to include her in his blog dedicated to hating her kind and readded him.

that was my day so far cakenation :( CAKEZZOUT because i need to shit still