Wow, I'm 25. Maybe I'll remember that one when people ask my age.
It was a fairly lackluster birthday, with the exception of forgetting my sense of purpose. I need to get my shit together and be my own damn cheerleader.
I think I'll pawn all of my shit, have a week-long party, and get the hell out of town.
Thanks to John for treating me to Jumbo Buffet. That's the good shit.
It was a fairly lackluster birthday, with the exception of forgetting my sense of purpose. I need to get my shit together and be my own damn cheerleader.
I think I'll pawn all of my shit, have a week-long party, and get the hell out of town.
Thanks to John for treating me to Jumbo Buffet. That's the good shit.