if you're 555, then i'm 666

6 days. 6 days of popping pills at 2 or sometimes 4am in the morning. 6 days of not shaving, in fear of scarring myself. 6 days of slacking at home; Ultimate Fighter at 11am, Room 401 at don't know what fucking time in the afternoon watching the same episode everyday, countless (same) episodes of Yo Momma and My Fat Fabulous Wedding. mtv never felt so boring, till you get chicken pox. 6 days.

i wanna buy a book.