[(~)] o.o.9 -- I don't know what he sees in those things...
So it was my first day actively working, and I got compliments on the scar. Some chick asked me about the best place to pierce her--oh, I probably shouldn't say that on the school-monitored system, but... moral is, I don't know what sort of jewelry you use for piercings of the more... indecent and absurd and MORONIC kinds.
I'm never smoking again. God, that hurt. Had, like, a fucking ASTHMA attack or somethin' during the break, some chick let me use her inhaler and I think I drained half the thing.
They've been asking me to dress up like Freddy Kreuger. Hey, dog, let me borrow one of your shirts.
just when I thought I was better again, shit hit the fan and now I have some Criminology reports to read.
I'm so following arrogantartist's idea and creating some epidemic. Everyone can suffer together. Cuz this fucking sucks ass.
I'm never smoking again. God, that hurt. Had, like, a fucking ASTHMA attack or somethin' during the break, some chick let me use her inhaler and I think I drained half the thing.
They've been asking me to dress up like Freddy Kreuger. Hey, dog, let me borrow one of your shirts.
just when I thought I was better again, shit hit the fan and now I have some Criminology reports to read.
I'm so following arrogantartist's idea and creating some epidemic. Everyone can suffer together. Cuz this fucking sucks ass.