It feels like something has died inside of me. I am not sure if it is an animal that crawled up my ass and couldn’t find it’s way out, or it it is one of my vital organs pullin a Michael Jackson/Farrah Fawcett/Ed McMahon/The Infomercial dude who bumbed his head, and I think it because I found out that this bitch fucked Shia LeBeef, but probably has more to do with my severe alcoholism that leads me to drinkin in gutters with degenerates and ex circus performers….