fuck.
You know that mood where you just want to punch a hole in a wall, or something? Recommendation: don't drive while under the effects of that mood.
Nothing happened, it just felt like something wanted to happen.
Then I get home and I still want to punch a hole in a wall.
Dammit.
Fucking Steer Roast.
Nothing happened, it just felt like something wanted to happen.
Then I get home and I still want to punch a hole in a wall.
Dammit.
Fucking Steer Roast.