institutionalized a.k.a. breakdown #1
somebody get me a pepsi. all i wanted was a pepsi. now im insitutionalized.... im just backed into a corner. I've put on lots of healthy weight. I quit smoking but had to start again as it was the only way to affirm my own freedom for a while; actually the reason I started smoking in the first place. That proves I haven't changed, aged or matured since I was ten.
Breakdown # 1: I have a dream I'm driving a truck down a wicked highway (all my dreams are about hell or being on my way too it lately) its a pickup truck but it has NO CONTROLS, I can't remember if it had a steering wheel or not but all it had for sure was a gas pedal. Fianlly I hit the end of how far I can drive. I stop trying to drive this thing at the end of the road where I have to turn and almost go in the ditch and hitch a ride from a huge truck but I'm too chicken.
It's slushy out. I have already showered and washed my clothes this morning. At least I'm not waking up at 7:30 and working out anymore. My core abdominal muscles are getting toned like the girl in the magazine's (of your choice). Working out at 7:30 am is kind of a shitty way to start the day because I'm starting off lying on my back. I'm afraid of turning into a jelly-like blob though.
And yesterday I had my first beer of the month. Way to go.
You didn't have to read that.
Breakdown # 1: I have a dream I'm driving a truck down a wicked highway (all my dreams are about hell or being on my way too it lately) its a pickup truck but it has NO CONTROLS, I can't remember if it had a steering wheel or not but all it had for sure was a gas pedal. Fianlly I hit the end of how far I can drive. I stop trying to drive this thing at the end of the road where I have to turn and almost go in the ditch and hitch a ride from a huge truck but I'm too chicken.
It's slushy out. I have already showered and washed my clothes this morning. At least I'm not waking up at 7:30 and working out anymore. My core abdominal muscles are getting toned like the girl in the magazine's (of your choice). Working out at 7:30 am is kind of a shitty way to start the day because I'm starting off lying on my back. I'm afraid of turning into a jelly-like blob though.
And yesterday I had my first beer of the month. Way to go.
You didn't have to read that.