Im far too drunk to be sitting at this keyboard right now
Its amazing how many bad decisions I can make in the span of just a few weeks
And then they all lie waiting to explode all at the same time
Actually, its more like one after another
Constant reminders of regardless of how well I rationalize each and every decision, they are, inevitably, wrong
Short of quitting my job and getting a tattoo on my face that says, Honk if youre horny, I cant possibly have fucked up anymore than I already have
The only consolation is that tomorrows decisions will make todays seem like good ideas.
Maybe Costanza had the right idea
Every instinct is wrong
Then, if thats the case, the opposite would have to be right
My name is George. Im unemployed and I live with my parents
Again
Please excuse my rambling
Im far too drunk for a Monday night
Its amazing how many bad decisions I can make in the span of just a few weeks
And then they all lie waiting to explode all at the same time
Actually, its more like one after another
Constant reminders of regardless of how well I rationalize each and every decision, they are, inevitably, wrong
Short of quitting my job and getting a tattoo on my face that says, Honk if youre horny, I cant possibly have fucked up anymore than I already have
The only consolation is that tomorrows decisions will make todays seem like good ideas.
Maybe Costanza had the right idea
Every instinct is wrong
Then, if thats the case, the opposite would have to be right
My name is George. Im unemployed and I live with my parents
Again
Please excuse my rambling
Im far too drunk for a Monday night
but on a happier note thank you about my pictures
yes, keeping track of all the lies is totally not worth it. and ive been told im a shitty liar