The beer hath been taken.
It is in my clutches.
I have had a conversation with myself, attempting to chat with
emergentpattern .
Who seems to be Fitter. Happier. More productive.
Well here's to you Charles.
And here's to me for not remembering my original font color......
Here's to Saturday nights at home with my mom and little brother.
Here's to my puppy Neno because I don't have to get rid of him.
Here's to sleeping in my own bed.
Here is to the brilliant Belgian beer makers who make Stella Artois.
Here is to an endless parade of thoughts on a computer screen.
Here is to my aunt because she is going to smoke me up in a little while.
And here is to having a crush on a boy.
You boy, are a dear boy.