God damn it why am I even here? She is dragging me along to another one of her hipster parties again. There is no one here I know, well except for curry moustache guy, but I don’t even know his name. GO SHAVE IT OFF! It makes you look like the Pringles man. O my lord one of them is talking to me again and here we go again on how you are to cool to like something that other likes it has to be what no one likes and when people start to like them a lot you have to hate them because it’s no longer the same. I can’t understand what you are saying. Why do you care you can taste the soil in which your wheat beer was made in. Personally I do not want to drink soil. O lord the game talk now we are going to see how he hates everything that can improve video games and how he loves pay to win. Why don’t you go be too cool for computers and leave my games alone? Wait what we are agreeing that pay to play suck, holy crap there is hope for this person. Maybe there is something we can talk about without me vomiting. Wow so not all hipsters are like curry moustache guy, some actual don’t care what others think of them and they just happen to be hipster because that is what others call them. Ok so maybe these parties ant so bad wait what is this dip. I see grass in the dip what is wrong with some of these people here who would just eat grass. Ok just remember you are here for her, you can make it through the rest of this. Maybe I can talk to that one ok one o please there are others like him here. Finally the night is coming to an end. O shit she wants to know how I am about this whole evening. To lie or not to lie, to lie or not to lie. She should always know the truth and well truly I am shocked that not all of them are so bad, in fact most of the ones I talked to tonight were decent, maybe I can grow to like them more even if I never be one of them. I still don’t understand the grass dip.
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