fucking woke up late to breakfast and was talked into rolling to an apartment complex that a handful of friends are up and making breakfast... ok cool. i went over. fucking worthless bastards aren't any closer to making breakfast than i was when i was laying in bed with my penis in my hand. they're all talking retarded shit taking turns playing halo... and i'm fucking hungry. ... oh well, i should have known. these guys barely talk to me but it sadly sounded promising to my lonesome self. yesterday I was invited to play rugby in memory of a friend who tragically past away a few months ago. i have a few months to quit smoking -for real- and put on enough muscle to hurt people again.
laputaria:
Smash 'em up!!!