So its come to light that Im generally off balance this is something Ive come to admit and since its no secret Id like to share a story from earlier today. I came home from work today and ran a load of laundry, in trying to be as energy conscience as possible I threw all my towels in the bathroom in the wash and go about my night. A few hours go by and its time to drive to Sidney to pick up my lady at the ferry. Its been a few days and I wanna make a good impression so I jump in the shower in hopes of smelling perfect. Not realizing that I have no dry towels this would be no problem if I wasnt on the ground level apartment next to the front entrance with all by blinds open with a group of old people chatting out front. I make the call to book it across the livingroom to my bedroom. This would be fine if I wasnt soaking wet on hardwood floor, needless to say I slipped naked into a jagged ikea shelf in front of all the seniors at my condo and when I heard gasps and laughs out the window all I could do was crawl like a walrus across my floor into my bedroom. shamed, embarrassed and bleeding...
ZACH ATTACK wrote:Do drugs. Lots and lots of drugs. The harder the better. Then you'll go from being lonely to wishing that everybody would just fuck off because their a bunch of fucking buzzkills going on about how 'you've got a problem" and they "just want to be their to help you". You don't need any of them. You just need drugs.