I'm not sure what I did to take this vicious Karmic 180 degree turn, but it is brutal. Bad vibes, bad energy, bad times. What the falk did I do? Work sucks. Girlfriend, headache. Motocross, I'm old. What the hell? I've been chained to a desk for just about a year and a half and now I'm a pile. I don't even have the drive to ride my skateboard anymore because I'm too fat to reach down and grab for a frontside air. I know, I'm lame ass for being a bitch, but I think once I get it out I'll feel better...
I don't.
Fuck!
Kill me. At least let me fall off the wagon and get into a bar fight so I can have a shiner for a while. That might help. Maybe.
2 comments:
No wagon falling-off.
You want a black eye, I frequently feel like hitting someone... Could we work something out?
Just kidding, I think. I hope your weekend is better.
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