Dominc Lawrence || Hansel

Thank you. Finally Spring Break is over. There was nothing but idiots everywhere in Miami. I couldn't stand it. I enjoy the occasional drink, but the streets were constantly covered with vomit.

There is this girl, in one of my classes. She was actually bragging about this tattoo she got while drunk. It was on her hips. Both. I quote. "Grab here when fucking me." Really?

People are fucking stupid.

Considering.
I don't enjoy celebrating my birthday much. Mostly because I don't understand why everyone does. Sure it's another year we have made it through our meaningless lives, but it's just that much closer to our own demise. Why would we celebrate that?

Not that I'm not grateful to be here. Though I see no point in stupid celebrations such as that. Not that my father understands such trivial things. He just tries to treat me like every other person out here. He just doesn't understand the fact that simple things hold, absolutely no interest to me.

Fuck this.
I'm going to go clean my room. I didn't do it yesterday anyway.

Sister. Is it just me, or is this world filled with idiots.

( Follow the bread crumbs... )