Your Name is Shit

Behold, the face of boredom.

Fajitas, Gansett, and Mad Men. Rainy night? Who the fuck cares?

It’s only 10, and I’m already bored.

Chai in the morning, going to attempt to salvage the day.

Finally satisfied with how my beard is coming along.

All the Emergen C

Tired, gross, and ugly. Eating cold french fries for breakfast. But at least I don’t have to work today.

Fun little Halloween tattoo I got earlier today. I haven’t named him yet.

I am way to late and I’ve had far more than I should drink. I’ll regret this when I wake up. Fuck it.