Monday, June 19, 2017

Paul and his beard

Everything starts out good and then it hits rock bottom. Hard. 
I'm sitting here at McDonalds wondering why I even agreed to this.
Being with Kevin means I'm automatically associated as someone eccentric and deprived of having a normal sense of humor. 
Which is not entirely a lie since we share the same similarities. A lot of them. 
So I am the third wheel in this friendship admiring Pauls beard
I was reluctant to go out at first because I am feeling like crap.
But then I got into an argument with my mom and she hit me for taking my dads side.
So I agreed to go drink with these idiots just to get out. 
Although, I might just watch them drink. 
I feel like asking Paul to take me with him but I know he won't.

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