Milkshakes=Death!

Today, being greedy, i went to the ice cream parlor with a very good friend. I got a large cookie dough, cake mix, and peanut butter cup milkhare. It was good in the moment, but after it was over, i wanted to topple over and die of overexposure to sugar. It was pure heaven in hell. Relaxing is good. I am begging for money, because I am poor. And currently trying to get my fix on some G music. Its going well, but i really want that Box 6. Patience isn't really my best friend, but its what i have to do.

Matt (taking out the x. WTF is it for anyway)