don't know why i love you (i never know)

I think the real question for today is: Where does one put nutella in one's kitchen if one has never had it in one's kitchen before?

With the peanut butter?

Does it need to be refrigerated with the jelly?

Should I just leave it out on the table because I'm never going to stop eating it? (My dad would have a problem with that, though.)

Oh, choices.

EDITED TO REFLECT BEST IDEA EVER:

NOTE: THIS IS CHANCE'S IDEA, HE GETS ALL THE CREDIT.

The nutella will go in my room, because sharing is for kindergarteners.

still haven't found what i'm looking for

I have no room left in my room. There are so many books on my bed—at least 20, plus boxes, plus clothes, plus everything in the world. Plus a fucking sculpture. In a box.

That's not even the half of it—the rest of my room is worse.

Oh well.

re: title
the reason I can't find what I'm looking for
is probably because it's underneath my bed.

Last night I lived more than one thousand lives—(not one of them survived.)

This is for someone who should know who he is—especially since I'm going to link him to this post once it goes live.

(Oh, and anyone else would know, too, if you checked the tags.)

Download all 25 songs here.

( This is not precisely a list of love songs [though it is a very long list of songs] )