I dont feel good

I'm really sick and my anger is through the roof... I also broke the cable remote controller. Fuck...

Screw you, men's fashion.

Apparently, a fashiony red men's jacket is non-existant. Really, what the hell?

According to fashion, I am morbidly obese. Extra-large sizes fit 6 foot men at 176 lbs. I know how much weight I have to drop, but fuck, how much muscle mass would a guy like me have to drop to find a fucking trendy jacket? AND IT'S NOT EVEN FUCKING RED. WHAT THE HELL.

Tough choices

I regret my words now. Oh well. Stick with it. If she wants you, she will stay around. You already did everything you could.

Hey Mau

It's never too late to quit wasting your time messaging kalinka. 

September kicks me in the jaw.

Memories of last crushes come to mind. I always wanted to take kalinka to the Toronto international film festival. Or to spend all of super crawl with her. Meanwhile I'm wasting myself on a bad past that brought nothing but sour moments and regretful sex.

God damn Mau, we hit high and we hit low in the same week.