drug my ass home from the bar at 6 this morning.
i gotta stop doing that. i mean. fuck. i know i'm not the most "together" person, y'know. but i feel i need a little more...er...direction with my life. and then there's the "so, what are you doing after college?" question , i've been getting that a lot. i just tell 'em i'll look into it. when. and if. i graduate.
i gotta stop doing that. i mean. fuck. i know i'm not the most "together" person, y'know. but i feel i need a little more...er...direction with my life. and then there's the "so, what are you doing after college?" question , i've been getting that a lot. i just tell 'em i'll look into it. when. and if. i graduate.
I myself have the exquisite life plan of washing dishes for the rest of my life, menthol cig hanging out of my mouth, sketching ideas while riding the bus home, then painting like a mad mutha.
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