An escape at the right time - Everything "important" was voided for a little while. Fucking sick of being being responsible, sensible and "morally" upright.
Sometimes I just feel like doing some prudish stuff and making callous statements to people in the face, but then again, why would I do that?
Why do I even care what people think of me? I am me, and as long as the people who care about me and whom I care about know that I am not a fucking douchebag, life would be alright isn't it? (GTFO of my life, insignificant people.)
Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends.
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