To a point...I believe in horoscopes. Firstly, I'd like to acknowledge that there is a deeper art to horoscopes than what we understand. When I say I believe in horoscopes, it is this deeper art I believe in.
That being said, it's got a point though. I have other shit to deal with, whoever this guy is can just scuttle around until he's ready. If this app is right apparently his soul tortured so maybe he's busy doing tortured things (when I'm tortured I sleep, maybe he's sleeping?) Cheer up fucker, life is beautiful and if not we products for that!!! (Also if you're sleeping, fuck it, let me know when you wake up, also enjoy a meal, have some coffee run an errand or two.)
I'm far past trying to be in a relationship, I'm too lazy for that. The most taxing part of my day is trying to be on time. Trying was me a version or two ago. Now I'm older, wiser (considerably more pampered.) Now the only things I'm trying to do is get to Fashion Week and get to design costumes for Shpongle. Everything else just happens.
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