Every day I wake up, stumble over to the coffee pot, and hope for the best.
I have yet to see it. It seems that each day is worthless, the people are more
annoying/stupid, and my bank account slowly slips away. This whole real world thing is a fuckin' bitch. So I drink. After work, I head on over to the tavern with the HUGE tips I get, and feel a little better. I know most of the people there, and there is no ugly women when it's last call.
I remain positive. My life may become something yet. As long as I can come in here and say fuck fuck fuck, I may keep my sanity for a couple more months. Please send money to......
I have yet to see it. It seems that each day is worthless, the people are more
annoying/stupid, and my bank account slowly slips away. This whole real world thing is a fuckin' bitch. So I drink. After work, I head on over to the tavern with the HUGE tips I get, and feel a little better. I know most of the people there, and there is no ugly women when it's last call.
I remain positive. My life may become something yet. As long as I can come in here and say fuck fuck fuck, I may keep my sanity for a couple more months. Please send money to......