Fri
Jul
10
i was thinkin
Breakfast of vicodin and eggs out of a solo cup at about three in the morning on a friday…I have my life together. right. you know, i’m really sick of people asking me ‘why are you not wearing any pants?’ whenever i go in public. shut uppp already. anyywayysss, i’m tripping on robitussin right now, i think i’ll go bedazzle somethin.
