So, I was gonna delete this, but I think I'll leave it.
I really don't want to be such a bummer.
I had a really rough night, I'm feeling more normal today.
This is kind of the bitch of Bi-polar disorder. When you're down, you're DOWN.
Though my hairy belly is embarrassing. ๐
Fuck it.
I didn't want to open the year up as a the bipolar mistake of a man I am but hey, let's kick this fucker off huh?
I am so utterly fucking alone. I have no one. And that's not hyperbole. No one.
Here's my bitchfest.
I have a new service to offer.
Put me in your phone as your ex.
If you drunk text me, I'll say some borderline abusive bs that'll remind you I should GTFO.