No sleep for the wicked
My body hates me or something. I went out and got drunk and came home and tossed and turned all night? What the fuck? I think maybe because I’ve been drinking water for the past two weeks and drank soda finally. Whatever it is it fucking sucks
I will smack that taste out your mouth old woman.
Give me the strength to not just completely go off on my next door neighbors. They’re talking shit about my mom, thinking I’m not in the garage. Fucking people man, and people wonder why I never want to be around large groups.