I'm fucking sick of hearing that its to fucking hot to go do anything that doesn't make the world revolve around them. SO QUIT USING IT AS A SOLVE ALL FOR EVERY FUCKING THING THAT COMES UP.
when I was young i dreamt in 8 bits of kingdoms and castles and perilous pits the lullabies that sent me to slumber were orchestras arranged by number adults don't understand my adulation but these were the fairy tales of our generation
For a little while now in my dreams I've been going to bars and clubs and things like that. not as a main focus or anything but just somewhere as the story of the dream to unfold. But thats not whats wierd about it. the strange part is every time I order a vodka press.
So I found out today at work that when I get angry enough that I give my self heart burn which I am going to believe is my body's way of saying "Vomit on themm it will be funny as shit".
"I like an escalator man because an escalator can never break, it can only become stairs. There would never be an escalator temporarily out of order sign. Only an escalator temporarily stairs sign. Sorry for the convenience."