me: bro
buttercup: sup bro
me: tl;dr
j/k
buttercup: re the novel?
seems okay
seems tl;dr
me: 'f***ing drunk'
buttercup: jesus, it is only 1:46 in the u.s.
alcoholic
me: here it is 20:47
buttercup: that is 8:47p.m.
damn, okay, seems okay
happy new years bro
me: to you too bro
got laid yet?
buttercup: no, unlikely
going on a date in 15 min
might 'yield something'
probably not though
me: hope you don't 'off' yourself
buttercup: i have already decided to
the events have been set in motion
wtf does that mean 'events set in motion'
'f***ing cliches'
jesus, you type so slow
i have to go soon
6 minutes
buttercup: sup m______
me: sorry bro. at a guesthouse. gf and friends talking about the caretaker looking at their a**es. he was sitting outside and heard them.
do not 'off' yourself bro.
buttercup: why not bro
i'm done, i am happy with me oeuvre
so satisfied with life, seems 'over'
this time last year i had a girlfriend, i met her a this time a year before that. i feel like i am in limbo, like i am living in purgatory. i feel 'finished.' there is nothing else to do, i'm not feeling better or worse about anything. i really want an ice cream sandwich
6 minutes
me: seems like there is 'more to life' or something. like, you can 'be/do more' or something. do you think cliches can be viewed as detachment?
damn
ice cream sandwich seems sweet
damn
sorry bro
distracted
'gf' is crying
14 minutes
buttercup: jesus, seems okay
13 minutes
me: okay, now.
damn
me: like your work. let us chat again when there is less distraction. happy new years bro.