i’m buying special creme to put on my remarkably symmetrical face later today. because i am growing a beard.
today, i have become a man. soon, all my money-making schemes will come ripe and i will stalk the streets of this prairie gotham with a weird retarded confidence. also i bought expensive pants. fuck you guys, seriously.
I thought about buying expensive pants for a wedding/bachelor party in January and got really depressed about how that thought signified that I was becoming a man and how I should just sack up already and own a decent pair of pants. Then I didn’t buy pants.