Doorbreaker's gone. (Just a few minutes ago, actually.) I don't think anybody is inside the apartment. Maybe the fancy lock that's smashed to bits now was broken. Who knows? It's all a mystery.
I like typing in New Blogger's font.
I've got an infected tastebud on the back left side of my tongue. It's swollen and ugly.
It feels strange and not good.
That's what's happening now. In 10 minutes, ZZZZ's will be made.
Jimmy was born that way.
6 hours ago