Fuckin' caps lock..
I finally sold my white car, haha. I sold it to a dude I work with, and I damn sure peeled the Washington Bridge sticker off it. Now, I can still get in it at break and do 360 whips, like I was doing today... except I don't have to worry about breaking it.
I didn't see a single bit of fireworks this weekend, or for the week so far..
I thought about buying a guitar, and some equipment today, then quickly realized nobody has the raw fucking potential needed to rock it like it needs to be rocked.
There's a riceburner at this used car dealer I was eye'ing.. it would be fun, but the right fack is never in to scope it with me.
I've skipped work four times in the past month, three of them no-calls.. ha! The monotony of life.
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