So yesterday I was sick or, well I'm still sick. Maybe I have the flu? Or something?
So I was like, I'm not going to buy cigarettes cause...it's gross that I'm smoking and have the flu. Like after taking sleeping pills/pain meds felt totally comfortable with that decision.
This morning I woke up and remembered I didn't have cigarettes and thought about chewing my own hand off as a legitimate solution. Ugh. Fuck. NBD.
Also, someone yelled at me for writing about choking and guns. Like, hand on the bible. They told me it was irresponsible, that their brother was at a party and a guy was, "playing with a gun" and blew his head off.
I thought, is that supposed to be a cautionary tale? Because frankly it seems great for everyone involved. Like, someone blowing their head off accidentally in front of you seems like the only night of your entire fucking life that wasn't an anti climax. And for the person...the benefits are obvious: dead/empty head.
And also, like, if you don't think guns and getting choked out are fun(ny) like, get the fuck out of America.
I said I wasnt going to talk until I wasnt a shithead anymore and...well...you see how that turned out.