Remember to love yourself, gentlemen. We are all responsible for our own happiness in whatever form fits us. I’m currently making love to a pile of chickens wings.

EDIT: After careful consideration and 2 Red Bulls and Vodka I decided that fuck it. I’m going to watch Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind and marinate in all the feelings that I block out every single day, release all the pent up sadness that I hold in. It’s all part of the healing process right? See you friends tomorrow morning, on a fresh new day.