I sleep right after dinner, if I’m lucky, after I drown myself with a litre of water in my system. I’d wake up in the middle of the night and I’d feel stupid.
Travelling half the country everyday for work and I can’t even afford a car. Why work? Why can’t I just laze ard foreverrr and have Dad pay for my existence?
Because I am a responsible good person that’s why. So shut the whining and get on with the prog.
In my next life I am gg to be dead fucking awesome lolololololol.
Right. Excuse me, I’m probably delirious with exhaustion. Of life.
