Do you ever feel, like a plastic bag, drifting through the wind, wanting to start again? Um yes, can I press a reset button on the weekend (and maybe even life). I was born a mistake and I have never felt it more than now.
In short, I am down 140units on Saturday, and my only passion and happiness in life was ripped out of my chest and shoved up my ass right before my eyes. I am a shadow of a man, and am looking to recoup but it may take days, maybe even weeks, dare I say a year. This is rock bottom, I don’t wish anyone ever to experience this place, although if you do, come stop by and say hello. My address is 666 Findmeasturdyoak Blvd, Garbage City, USA.
To all those that had a pleasant weekend; cherish it. You never know when you're in the good old days until they’re gone.