I’ve always liked the wild guys, the dangerous guys, the guys who aren’t afraid to jump on a plane and leisurely travel around foreign countries.
Sometimes, I’m a classy kid. But, most of the time, my frontal lobe is just itching to make one more stupid decision until one day I realize that I’ve thrown my life away in the most perfect way possible.
I can’t go to Trader Joe’s anymore. No more Cheddar Rocket crackers for me. Do you want to know why?