in the history of like, ever.
i was in the hospital today with an infection in my large intestine. Almost suffocated because i couldnt breathe from the pain. A nurse tried telling me my rights were incorrect (HAH), and I ruined my favorite sweatpants. dont worry, my 'spouse' was at home drinking this whole time. so i was also, alone.
HAPPY 25TH BIRTHDAY! You shit yourself. oh and you cant walk. or breathe. or eat or drink. Have fun!
I have a specific set of sweatpants that i purchased from when I started rugby for the very first time.
it kinda helped ne 'break out of my shell' and remember how i felt that day.
its stupidly sentimental, but whatever. Im already over it. I have 3 pairs of Roots pants, anyway