another morning of recuperation from excess...ahhhhh. some food will be good, yes. food. mmmm.no clue what to do with my life. my moment of choice is upon me. funny, all my life i've been striving and struggling to attain this personal freedom, and now that i have it, i have no fucking clue what to do. i wish i was 5 again, and i could still run to my mothers arms after painful realizations. must return to reality, or at least what i perceive it to be...
ciao
ciao