No Sex, No Drugs, No Trains
The MTA is ruining my sex life.
I've never been so exhausted, doing nothing.
No wait, I have. This is like when I was 18 and didn't go to school and only worked every other day.
Except then it didn't have the opportunity to ruin my sex life, because I didn't have a sex life.
I need sex!! I need much more convenient sex.
I occasionally partake in this stupid, long-distance fucking non-relationship, and now that the distance has diminished, there's no trains. And somehow I don't think Bryan is about to walk over the Brooklyn Bridge to visit me at the dorm. And I'm certainly not walking over there for him.
So I can't get laid.
And Paulina and I have run out of weed.
I've never been so exhausted, doing nothing.
No wait, I have. This is like when I was 18 and didn't go to school and only worked every other day.
Except then it didn't have the opportunity to ruin my sex life, because I didn't have a sex life.
I need sex!! I need much more convenient sex.
I occasionally partake in this stupid, long-distance fucking non-relationship, and now that the distance has diminished, there's no trains. And somehow I don't think Bryan is about to walk over the Brooklyn Bridge to visit me at the dorm. And I'm certainly not walking over there for him.
So I can't get laid.
And Paulina and I have run out of weed.