- Joined
- Mar 17, 2021
Man...sometimes I regret dedicating my weekends to touching grass. I miss some real spicy shit and then have to catch up on 50 pages on return.
Your not alone in this either I even said to myself...I picked the worst weekend to touch grass.
"Surely nothing will happen in these 2 days I'm gone, it just be the same old usual shit, ill come back to"
Every time man, it's tiring always missing out of the big happenings... Maybe it happened because I was gone, I might really be that cursed, think I'm past the stage of denial and I'm onto acceptance of it all now.