ONE-HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-FOUR.
[Voice because lawl writing with the wrong hand]
Damn, it's good being back home. That was a hell of a year. Two months isn't gonna be enough to make up for everything I had to deal with. And this apartment is such a disaster, I don't feel like cleanin' it up. It feels a lot emptier, too..
Damn, it's good being back home. That was a hell of a year. Two months isn't gonna be enough to make up for everything I had to deal with. And this apartment is such a disaster, I don't feel like cleanin' it up. It feels a lot emptier, too..