At the Corner Pocket.
Jesus Christ am I a waste of space. I wish I had a meaning in life, but unfortanetley I don't. If I could just win the lottery I would invite everyone out for a huge party (especially you Bigdyal). I could be a huge pimp, but I am so obsessed with this bartender it makes me sick. I don't know what to do?
God Damnit, I suck.
I tried as hard as I could to have descent grammar.