I was literally stabbed in my ass crack today.

I cried for a good 20 minutes. My mother owns a 2011 camaro. All of us are above 5’7”, so it’s hard to fit more than two people in that dinky thing. I always sprawl out in the backseat, since my mom and brother both move their seats all the way back to the point of there not being any leg room whatsoever. Oh and it’s a two door also. I climb behind the seats through the tiny hobbit passage way. So tonight was no different, I lifted the seat and stuck my head in first, contorting the rest of my body behind me like a snake. Blind as a bat at 8:50 some shit at night, I sat down and apparently sat right on the little, plastic seat belt part that you click the seatbelt into. The car doesn’t have a middle seat, so they just stick up and don’t flop around to the side like other car thingys. My fucking god. I screamed bloody murder and cussed every word imaginable. I sniffled and cried the whole ride home. When I finally got to get out, my mom noticed a blood stain on the back of my skirt. I am not on my period. I cut my fucking ass crack open. I am now in my bed with gauze and neosporin in my coin slot. So how was your leap year?