i was walking into a building and yawning and this scraggily older guy goes to me YOU TIRED ALREADY!? and i went YEAH I’M ALWAYS TIRED and he chuckles and says ten times louder than his first question YOU SHOULD STOP PARTYING THEN!!!
ughhh.
don’t make me strangle your head off, beanpole.
how do you know i’m not a student who stays up on adderal ’til 6am studying or like a brain surgeon, and who are you crazyhead with your pants pulled up to your ribcage and you are chain smoking.
my horoscope in dose magazine said that in the history of time no one has ever looked as mashed up as i do today.
fucking think you are so clever FREE papers can kiss my fucking ass. then i read fil’s and it was all nice to him and said ENJOY THE MADNESS as in YOUR GIRLFRIEND IS A FUCKING CRAZY BITCH.
i wish i was a character in jPod.
You ARE a character in jPOD. Go and listen to Neil Young’s online album “Living With War”. He’s a scraggly old man too, but he would probably approve of your declared war on your own brain cells.