I was planning on taking a ridiculous impromptu travel to Seattle for the sake of unabashed lunacy, but I opted for saving my money for now in order to buy a 1994 Hyundai Elantra and a swank apartment of my own to get out of my shithole.
To make up for my own disappointment, I bought a bottle of Alize and pretended to be P. Diddy for a while. I didn't drink much [yet], but instead spent my night reading and highlighting Jack Kerouac and Moliere. God, I'm fucking hardxcore.
To make up for my own disappointment, I bought a bottle of Alize and pretended to be P. Diddy for a while. I didn't drink much [yet], but instead spent my night reading and highlighting Jack Kerouac and Moliere. God, I'm fucking hardxcore.
of moliere i know naught.