step one...slit my throat.
i need a vacation. like on what about bob. a vacation from my problems. anyshit, yea i went to jail for marijuana posses. oh fucking joy. but they actually dropped the case. after 36 fucking hours in the horseshoe. anyshit. i just got back from chicago. good times. cold ass "windy fucking city". anyway, im going to go listen to lydia, and spontaniously combust. i get sick to my stomach when i hear their music, its good dont get me wrong. but i still want to heave. anyshit son.PEACE>