My mo is cooking something kvlt. I bought her some garlic and I bought myself some cheap faggot beer. Today I was supposed to meet my polish hybride but she's hangover. I predict she will cancel our appointment.
Had terrible rabbit shits this morning. OD'ed on cheesy bean dip at a party last night and feel like a bloated sack of shit. Happy though because I bought new shoes and size 2 pants yesterday. My first ever tiny pants!
Thinking about how the fuck I ever thought I could be satisfied as a self-centered douchebag. Caring about people is the greatest fucking thing that's ever happened to me.
I think this is the first time this month that I properly fell asleep at around midnight and slept for SOLID 8 hours. (Without any alcohol too). I feel like I can go to my lecture and not fucking die.