Holy shit, y'all. I am totally depressed. I guess it is just winter ennui. Right? What the fuck? Nothing makes me happy anymore. Not chips. Not fajitias. Not painting my nails. Not even dancing. Not even motherfucking dancing. ::sigh:: I am not a whore...oh who am I kidding. I am a whore. I was a crack whore and that was a fact. And now I am a stripper. That is a whore with a G-string. This is a hard life. Sometimes I wonder if this is hell is our time on earth.
Maybe I will try to tickle Molly to feel better.
Well Molly is not here but that bitch bought us some motherfucking pudding cups. Chocolate and vanilla. Just like us! Ok. Things are getting better!