#436.
Fine day at work yesterday, enough said.

Woke up this morning expecting to go for a jog, a shower, back to sleep then to Herms. But instead skipped the jog, went to work, and got the his late. All was well though, he got a bit of extra sleep after his hecka bottomed out weekend. Spent most of the day in bed just chilling and watching videos of when he got shitfaced with A Thursday night.
Am currently in the process of waiting out my capped-ness. Hehehehe.

I don't know where we currently stand or what we currently are to each other but can I just say I don't like you any less than what I used to. Which is funny because I have not liked you very much for longer than anyone would have thought. Burnnnn biatch.


UNCAPPEDDD UNCAPPED UNFUCKINGGLORIOUSLYCAPPED.

Hello, this is Tien. This blog is the remains of the unconventional cliches and angsty phrases of my teenage years. (Plus a new one every now and then)
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