Post-Baltimore Headache
"Nah... we're dropping [Xander] off. I think he's had enough."
That was the wisest thing A. said all day. I am thinking that perhaps if only I would break down and join my comrades in their overindulgence in pot, I would not be so fucking bored by their antics. I am a moody little fucker, I admit this. It looks like two days in a row with Boy Bünd is too much for me to take.
I'd just like a quiet evening and a fuck; someone rescue me.
That was the wisest thing A. said all day. I am thinking that perhaps if only I would break down and join my comrades in their overindulgence in pot, I would not be so fucking bored by their antics. I am a moody little fucker, I admit this. It looks like two days in a row with Boy Bünd is too much for me to take.
I'd just like a quiet evening and a fuck; someone rescue me.