I Don't Feel Like Going Out
I don't feel like going out unless I'm making money anymore. I spent all year last year outside, day in and day out.
Mike is sleeping, and Luke is probably going to soon, and I should probably just watch a movie. Maybe I'll make money through here. I want to go outside and get high but the fucking balcony door is so damn loud when I open it, and it wakes Mike up, and Mike, unfortunately, is sleeping in the living room because his room is too hot. I saw an Air Con in his room but I guess he hasn't fixed it yet.