Wait a minute… I just lost my shit over my dissapointment over Game of Thrones…

I mean… So what if I don’t like it… Is it THAT much of a big deal?

I think it’s the fact it’s coming up to a year since I last had [proper] sex… It’s… It’s stating to grate on me. Give me unnecessary mood swings. Make me freak out over tiny little things.

I need a girlfriend soon, otherwise the next time I step in dog shit, I might end up flipping a car over and setting it on fire…