Mandated Therapy [VENT HERE] in Niko's Mental Asylum
Gott helfe mir
My fatass saw a small assortment of chocolates on the counter of my humble abode, immediately scarfed down one without a semblance of a second thought, and read the microscopic label stating it was alcoholic. Whoopsies.
I'm at a family member's house..
There's an old man staring at me.. I'm sure he thinks I haven't realized yet.
. . .I want a bf/gf so I can listen to mitsky with them at night while cuddling... :(
Bro I ate that shit and now i feel nauseous<333
I love my immune system โกโก