February 2012
So I have a friend delivering weed. It’s 8.30am. She should be here by now.
But I just want to sleep.
I also want food, but I ate too much pizza last night.
I think I’ll just eat your first born.
I heard babies are delicious.
And then I asked too many questions.
Send me messages if you want to keep talking.
Holy shit my laptop is working again.
Fuck yeah.
Porn and stuff.
And movies.
And just not having to use my phone for everything.
Brainfart.
Once upon a time,
There was a boy.
In his spare time, he fapped.
A lot.
The end.
pill.
