Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Goodbye, young side of 20

Lying on the sofa watching documentaries about "how decisions made behind closed doors transformed food into an addiction," while stuffing your face with crap because you're feeling sorry for yourself for being sick for almost two weeks straight - is a really shitty way to spend your last day as a 25-year-old.

Misery loves company, so thank god my sick (but somehow miraculously recovering after just three days) best friend is here; illin', but not exactly chillin'. Halle-fucking-lujah.