Amsterdam or bust.
— MC Tunes
I wanna start drinking red wine with my pills in the morning before school. I wanna put whiskey in my coffee and drink it during class from a discreet thermos. I wanna be the alcoholic pill-popping student/writer. That sounds like a cool gimmick. I was thinking of taking up smoking, too, but it seems like such a pain in the ass.
How long ‘til I become a heroin addict already?
I’m in my “cultural, race and media” class. Evidently, it’s a required class or some shit in which we discuss how stereotypes and something do blah, blah, blah.
I think my professor is drunk.
And once again, much like chemistry the other day, not a looker in the bunch.
Perhaps I’m invincible because I’ll never find a love that can be reciprocated. I’m doomed to live forever.