I have steadfast voices in my head constantly telling me to "Go out! Meet people! Experience new things!" It's probably how I'm subconsciously dealing with my eventual death ... and that's AWK-[pause]-WARD, but I usually oblige, feeling like the more I'm moving, the less I'm dying. And being sick is a nice, little respite from the voices. When I'm sick, I only have one voice in my head and it sounds like the Black man from the Allstate commercials. He tells me, "You poor baby, you're sick. Leave the partying to the unwashed masses. Have a bowl of broth and watch tube." And for once in my life, I feel like I can just sit still.
BUT NOT TONIGHT BITCHES!! I'M GOING OUTTTTTTT
Also, here are some stills from New Year's Eve posted without comments!
[PICTURE CENSORED!!!!]
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