Jun 11, 2016
FTF | Luncheon
I really don’t want to go... I still feel like shit and I can’t fucking eat anything there, so really i’m just going to watch other people eat. It’s like being on a damn diet! How about we turn the car around and go play golf or catch a movie. I really don’t want to hear these old fuckers talk about their money, who’s stealing it, how to spend it and what tacky object they brought with their latest fortune. I have a craving for apple pie... no scratch that, I still want salmon. Make this happen for me. If we leave now I promise you can touch my nipples or something. What’s a life without any credit cards? Did I just say that? Fuck, I must be insane...