It's 6:00 am. I want to tell you that none of you really exist. You are all creations of my dream. When l wake up in half an hour all of you will cease to exist. So if there was ever something you wanted to do in life, now is the time.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Smiley, the shit has hit the roof. Can you please get the broom from the kitchen?.... And a bucket. Thanks!
