And now I feel the guilt of being a shithead long ago when I was much younger... I wanted to watch cartoons, and my mom tried to get me to watch a documentary about these birds, but I was a shit and screamed for cartoons. I wish I'd watched the bird documentary. and now I'm remembering other shit I'd rather have left unremembered for a time. All of them moments of unbelievable shittiness on my part. and now I feel better, because pleasant memories of getting away with shittiness without harming anyone (who didnt deserve it.)
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