I need to drink some ipecac

Ooh and hold my own skull detached from my body

You light a cigarette, blood from your broken knuckles staining the filter. The limp twitching body of the mouthy cook lies between a dented Nissan Juke and your 96 Altima. As the sirens in the distance close in on you a single thought crosses your mind. "With a car, you can go anywhere"

Oh god whiskey was not a good idea

> put phone on floor
> move it far enough away that I will need to stand up to get it
> wake up 5 hours later than I want to with phone on my bed
Bros I think I'm addicted to sleep what do

I am ~5 minutes from uppercutting my computer

Nothing a little arson couldn't fix

For my fellow burgers