playing pianos filled with flames.
my birthday this year was pretty fucking good, surprisingly.
Not only did I have such a "good" time, but I missed school because I was so hungover. And I'm STILL getting presents from people.
Also, I still don't have a job and I've applied everywhere. Oh well.
This means I'll be forced to work at fucking SUBWAY.
Not only did I have such a "good" time, but I missed school because I was so hungover. And I'm STILL getting presents from people.
Also, I still don't have a job and I've applied everywhere. Oh well.
This means I'll be forced to work at fucking SUBWAY.