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Having the time of my life sleeping late, oversleeping and waking up feeling hungover though I’m really not. I even took a shower and the water felt dry and it’s awkward because my taste buds are dysfunctional and coffee tasted like dirt. Sighs.

He is A Drunkard Chronicles.

Yet another chapter opened itself. Hours of nonstop talking. Talked at my dad while he was drunk; being his usual “I don’t care about anything” self. I don’t wanna talk about my mom in this post, I just can’t take it putting them to words. My dad’s such an ass it makes me want to hack his throat ‘til he  begs to his last breath.

That’s what you get for disappointing mom, for disappointing everybody in this family. I bet he’s just gonna repent tomorrow morning and torture himself in his room. A big. SIGH.

I wanna do typography right now but my PC’s turned off and my body’s glued itself to my bed. Tomorrow. Is. The. Answer.

(Source: kushandwizdom)