Always so goddamn last minute. Fuck.
Somebody complimented my eyeliner wings.
そるじき な いじぇん じちゅだ。にねづり なんいも へど さんぐあん おっぷさ。
I just wanna roll myself into a fucking ball and knock out for this month. Or perhaps the rest of this year.
Fuck shark week.
Oh, just fuck me.
I don’t know, you tell me.