I wake up annoyingly early these days so what else can I do but blog?
Anyway, it's important to accessorize: moustache comb (my moustache decided to flee the land upon the arrival of chemotherapy), old vintage key to nowhere (but cool looking) and a lapiz stone (obtained in Chile, reminds me where I'm from).
Oh my moustache! How I miss you! How I miss having hair! I miss my precancerous body! Fuck you cancer for turning me into a bald headed, hairless, shadow of my former self. I'm destroying you though.
It's me or you and I better fucking win.