I’m fighting depression right now which makes me super cranky and not very creative.
When this happens I cruise the interwebs for blogs that make me laugh, like The Bloggess, and then wish I had a tiny stuffed mouse a home office filled with creepy dolls.
She’s popular, yo.
I sit and fight my anxiety, most of which stems from money and I dream of all the fancy things I will do when I win the lottery.
Yes, when I win.
Like eat full price food.
Buy a hot dog cart
Cover myself in bling.
Cause; bling bling, money ain’t a thing.
But mostly I look to you dudes. You help me through this crap tastic stuff.
You hold my hand when the going gets tough.
You shank the darkness cause you’re my side kicks.
I appreciate you.