weekends come and go, and until you stay home and brood over everything happening in life you realize the routines performed on previous weekends is such a fuckin waste.
now i need to stay home next week so i can actually stop sitting around and start doing some work.
its all thanks to my friend who went snowboarding, ohh how i wish to glide down the slopes covered in virgin snow.
worst of all my room smells like seamen, and its too cold to open the windows to ventilate
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