Everybody is so…morbid. FML’s here, hiding under rocks there, I mean seriously…too damn depressing. And it’s me, Fritz, the one who probably doesn’t care about your pathetic lives, is the one telling you to cheer the fuck up. That’s sad guys.
So yeah. You all need a chill pill, for realz, because the school year has barely even started.
ON A BRIGHTER NOTE; because we all need that… my ma decided to lay off the pup for a while. Meaning, paying just a tad less attention to it just enough to be able to breathe again. That thing gets way too much attention. It stares at me. All the time. It’s freaking…okay, well, that’s not really bright, but you get my gist.