My mother and grandmother recently told me that I looked sick back in the fall.
Must have been too many drugs, too much drinking, too much sex, and not enough food and sleep.
Just the way I like my life.
I can't wait until I'm in the own apartment, all alone.. starting in August.
It will be so perfect. Perfect to do exactly everything I want.
It will be.. so yummy. In that really.. horrible way that we all (apparently) love.