Lumanny
Behatzlacha-S
Lumanny
Behatzlacha-S
Lumanny
Most of me, anyways. It seems the already ailing part of me that keeps me from pondering pensively and just wondering until it hurts may have died.
What? Was it honestly that bad? If you need to talk about it, I'm here.
Nah, I'm just a complainer. Forget it all. You actually seem to be having problems.
I've just been... unlucky recently. Which is odd because I don't believe in Luck... Maybe it's karma for something.
I'm not going to Amsterdam, by the way. I'd have left today if I was.
Well, I'm really sorry for everything.
It's not your fault mate.
In the last few days, I've:
Been pelted with rotten fruit.
Been attacked by a madman.
Had my favourite waistcoat ruined.
Had my head shaved (my hair used to be loooooooong)
Gotten around 2-3 hours of sleep.
Missed out on a trip to Amsterdam.
And many, many more.
What did I DO??
