when you wake up, you're going to have a super gross mouth. you're going to be all, "wtf, this is like i ate a swamp." no, sammy, you didn't eat a swamp.
what you did was leave late-night drunk sammy with nothing but calbee nori-shio chips. so i ate them. not all of them. a bunch of them.
so that's why you have gross mouth. i ate a bunch of delicious chips. fuck you.
also, you probably should do a "sorry i'm crazy" post, and tell people about how you had to go to the emergency room. that's a fun story you probably don't want to share. dummy.
at least you're not dying so fast. so that's something, jerk.
but yeah, tell everyone about the tumblr queue you're going to try to not fuck up this time. and the stories you could probably write if you didn't do dumb shit all night long. and how you're "totally going to keep my apartmnet clean". the bathroom trash is on the floor again. good job lasting like less than a week. keep this up, and you totally won't have 22 bags of trash to take out next time you have to have someone look at your apartment.
ok, time to go to sleep, and wake up tomorrow and feel bad about how much you need to explain because i wrote this now.
i probably should love you more than i do, but i don't, and we probably should go to therapy to work on this.
dumbass.
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