So today, I'm 23. Exactly eight days after things suddenly ended with a girl I really liked, and one day after I had two wisdom teeth extracted. I'm currently laid up in bed, bloodstains on my pillow, popping painkillers every four hours or so.
I actually feel pretty good. That's probably the codeine, but still. My life is pretty decent. That being said, I suspect there will be a distinct lack of partying today.
I actually feel pretty good. That's probably the codeine, but still. My life is pretty decent. That being said, I suspect there will be a distinct lack of partying today.