Well, I hereby declare the bip definition of commando is:
GOING WITHOUT MEDS!
I feel like a fucking freak right now.
My head hurts.
I haven't called out from work.
Just ate left over shrimp pasta.
I'm angry that I ate it.
A gallon of water is taunting me for not drinking it.
I didn't wake up for the gym.
I'm pissed off, for everything and nothing.
And, no, I'm not taking the damn meds.
For what?
I'm staying home today.
Do I need to have a good attitude to be around me?
I wanna flush them down the damn toilet.
Friggin pink and white pills.
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