Fight Club kind of life.
Working from home.
Pancakes and coffee for breakfast.
Just waiting for my Tyler Durden to punch me straight on the jaw – I guess.
I found freedom. Losing all hope was freedom.
It’s only after you’ve lost everything that you’re free to do anything.
You met me at a very strange time in my life.
Pizza delivery with bottles of beer on the side.
This is my life and it’s ending one minute at a time – if you understand what I am saying.
Oh, Fridays like this. I have been eating junk the whole day. TGIF!
Can somebody send me an Indian food?