shopping is essential.
so is money.
to make essential possible.
needa make money.

our little island has proven itself yet again to be too small a place to fuck up without dire conquences. like a place you cant clean up because someone keeps pouring crap over the same spot whenever they walk pass. and they tell others to dirty it too. BOOHOO. the solution? not mr muscle the weird detergent thingy, no. just dont fuck up seriously. keep yourself under some straps if neccessary. or simply admit yourself into a mental institution if you find that infinitely difficult.

and dont take this personally dearie. haha.