March 2012
1 post
SHIT
So I had a great dinner with my Grandmother/Aunt/Uncle/Cousins tonight… but instead of dwelling on that time of being with my loved ones… Im eating myself alive because I hit a stupid little fucking pole, with my stupid little fucking car and it made a stupid little fucking dent. One of the many cliches that my father is always preaching to me is to “always have your priorities...
