I want to walk to the store and buy a bottle of Jager for myself tonight.
I can do this now.
Hmmm, okay.
Just one more week until I can walk to the store and buy 40s and Jager whenever I want. I’m excited.

Who has time to smoke weed and complain about how hot it is today when there are video games to be played.
My life just consists of playing Magic, and wishing I were with all the babes. All the babes in the world.
My goal in life is to dress as Han Solo, and have a girl call me a stuck up, half-witted, scruffy-looking nerf herder.
I will look back in shock, and reply, “Who’s scruffy-lookin’?”
Damn I really enjoy this time of year. I’m trying to savor the next couple of months. I love being able to see my breath outside, and being able to wear hoodies and beanies. Thanksgiving is around the bend, and then it’s Christmas time. You just can’t beat this.
Is it possible to send someone a telepathic message just by thinking about them constantly?
Maybe a telepathic message saying, “Hey you’ve been all I can think about for however long…”
Why do we desire the one thing we cannot have?
Why does it have to be that way?
Why why why?
Because life, that’s why.
I’m listening to LIGHTS’s new album.
I am very drunk.
I’m kind of just staring at my phone, waiting for people to text back.
I think I might play some Wii Sports.
There are a lot of I’s in this post.
;______;
I don’t know what to do.