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don't you hate it when you spend your friday night on the couch, hunched over a shitty bowl of oatmeal watching Pet Sematary 2 cuz your broke ass can't afford to leave the house and then you start thinking about what you're going to eat this week and those thoughts lead to you thinking maybe it's a good thing you don't have enough money for groceries so maybe you'll keep losing weight and that thought sparks the new realization that every part of your body is getting thinner except your stomach and you start wondering if its just the hormones of your birth control pills or the slight chance that you might be pregnant and then you scribble on the inside of your hand a tiny reminder to walk to the dollar store to purchase a baby detector test but you sort of internally laugh it off and think maybe you're just bloated and then you just stop your thoughts, get off the couch and go outside for some fresh air with a cigarette in your mouth.