Being laid off after a week and a half of working has caused me to relapse back into my old routine. I wake up sometime between 1 and 2 in the afternoon. I smoke a lot of cigarettes while drinking like 8 cups of coffee. Around 3:30pm, I walk to the 7eleven, buy either a six pack or a bottle of wine, and drink the rest of the night away. I keep thinking Im bound for something good to enter my life. I feel like a dude who is in a dramatic movie. His days are monotonous, drinking and smoking consumes the entire day, then a beautiful girl enters his life who is completely in love with him and he completely in love with her, and she won't leave him due to worldly obligations such as money, or other socially created bullshit. One problem. He can't move on from a past relationship, which he thinks could be renewed.
Oh he's hopeless.
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