Grant J Kidney being a melodramatic little bitch hating life

Woke up this morning and said, ‘fuck it’. Fuck everything.
Fuck Easter. Fuck masturbating as part of my morning routine. Fuck getting dressed. Fuck eating. And fuck those little garden gnomes that people place on their front lawns.
Kidding. I actually like those.
Today’s a day I could do well in getting so hammered that I black out in infamy. Either that or I need some big fucking rush- like feeling what going 200mph on a stretch of road is like all the whilst being chased by the Mexican mafia; a stripper on your lap and the scent of danger in the air.