Going to drink lots tonight in the vain hope that it'll kill enough brain cells to take away a good month of my memory.
That'd be nice.
What will most likely happen though is that I get drunk, get depressed, send my ex a stupid text, then get more drunk and make a big enough fool of myself to prove the point of straight-edgers everywhere...
That'd be nice.
What will most likely happen though is that I get drunk, get depressed, send my ex a stupid text, then get more drunk and make a big enough fool of myself to prove the point of straight-edgers everywhere...
daisy:
That sounds like a great plan. 