6th Explosion
...Y'know what...yeah, I'd ask what the fucking hell happened yesterday, but I'm done with that shit. I could have been really high, and it wouldn't have made a difference.
Normally, when waking up next to a centerfold, you ask yourself, "How did I suddenly become amazing overnight?" But me?
I ask--- what curse made me do what, and I can't even deny anymore that I'm not hallucinating--this shit just does not happen. I climbed up the side of a building.
I need a drink. Or a million.
Goddamn it...what the fuck...