Which inevitably accompanies alcoholism.
I do truly hate you. You must know that by now.
Ugly casanova.
I miss Ace. Alright. Constant variable. K in equations. I don't wanna be soft serve, but summer is over. Summer bummer. I'm pissed for being bummed.
Some people think they're always right.
One day I'll have the balls for it, and you'll hate me for it.
This used to be a safer place, now I'm just pissed for everything.
"What could I possibly be happy about?"
