I don't know why I bother
Why is it that whenever I am happy, like when I get to see adorable pictures of my newest cousin something else happens that makes me want to vomit? Like reading about a knife wielding doctor in China who killed 8 kids at an elementary school?? Fuck people are horrible and I am giving more and more credence to my idea of moving into the bush and living like a hermit.
Paper will be done today if it kills me. And with the amount of cigarettes I've been smoking in order to stay awake and get it done it just might do that.
Paper will be done today if it kills me. And with the amount of cigarettes I've been smoking in order to stay awake and get it done it just might do that.