you're boss, applesauce

I'm sorry i'm not replying to any of your msn's

I am totally sad right now. MY MUM WASHED MY CONVERSES. ARGHHHHH.
The one thing I really absolutely CANNOT stand are clean converses. Do you know how long it took to get them THIS dirty. Do you know how many poops and puddles I had to jump on/in to get them absolutely disgusting? You have no idea. None.

My dirty converses were my pride and joy. The love of my life. When I was on the metro in paris, or the tube in london. I was so proud of them. Everytime I saw someone with a cleaner converse I felt a pang of happiness. And when I saw a really worn out pair of converses in a shop in london. I vouch to myself that I can do better. until my converse got WASHED!!!!!

And this isnt the first time. NOOOO. My dirty converses has been washed by kakaks and mums alike. And I'm embarrassed to admit. I've even washed them once too. But thats not the point. The point is i've learned my lesson and stopped washing them. Apparently the mums and kakaks haven't. I'm devastated now. All the poop washed away. All the puddles gone.

And don't get me started on my shoelaces.


RIP dirty shoes

I know they don't look that dirty in the picture but trust me, they were. Old people were frowning at it.