dear jesus
Tonight a gas station cut my arm.I had cajoled Mike and his fiancee into leaving their house to go to a party with me, and on the way we stopped for smokes. As I was walking around the building, a sharp metal object protruding from it cut my arm.
That fucking sucks.
I am dying, dying, dying for a gig.
Mighty Jesus lord christ god, please send me a fucking gig please before I die from boredom.
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