In a little over two weeks, I turn 24. The ambivilence I feel about this rates around my thoughts of Swedish exports and my desire for an Escalade with spinners
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I feel the pain. Yesterday was my half birthday and I felt my soul die a little. Life is a big piece of poop and sometimes I wish I could be placed in a coma until I get myself figured out. Then I could wake up all refreshed and be like "I know what I want to do with my life! I'm gonna pain monkeys on tunnel walls!" ...or whatever my destiny may be...
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...or whatever my destiny may be...
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