I was finally a real person tonight. Out at the bars. Drinking. Socializing.
But Dear God, there were so many fucking hipsters around me, I pretty much considered myself to be one too. I don't know. I grew up to HATE the trucker cap. Now I'm at bars with the douche bags I used to want to hit with my car.
But goddamn do I love those Blueberry Yum Yum. That nugget is the best nugget to smoke. Can't spell it out any plainer. Anyway, its 4.30 am and I start a new exciting job in 10 hours. Time to sleep.
Sometimes I wanna end these entries with "End Transmission" or saying goodnight to all the Suicide Girls out there, as if I was Bosley and they were all my angels.
Now I know I will have great dreams.
But Dear God, there were so many fucking hipsters around me, I pretty much considered myself to be one too. I don't know. I grew up to HATE the trucker cap. Now I'm at bars with the douche bags I used to want to hit with my car.
But goddamn do I love those Blueberry Yum Yum. That nugget is the best nugget to smoke. Can't spell it out any plainer. Anyway, its 4.30 am and I start a new exciting job in 10 hours. Time to sleep.
Sometimes I wanna end these entries with "End Transmission" or saying goodnight to all the Suicide Girls out there, as if I was Bosley and they were all my angels.
Now I know I will have great dreams.
And, well, I will wish you a goodnight for the next time you sleep.