My own quote baybeh.
Look like shit. Feels like shit. Am gonna look like shit.
If I were to wake up late tomorrow, without a doubt shit.
My face is MOTHEREFFIN oily. Oily greasy, like fried stuff on tissue oily greasy.
It's obvs Im not in a good mood.
Thigh muscle is cramping like holy f.
My research is naught. STORYBOARD STORYBOARD.
I wanna crawl into bed, and curl up in a nice tight ball.
And sleep. like a sloth.
Only saving grace is that- I have Magnum in the fridge.
And that I had a great Sunday. (:
ESCAPE. Get over and done with.
I cant stop touching my face! If there's gonna be pimples I'm so gonna fking scream.
sleep.now.brain.dead.faaaaaark.
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