A week ago.

Josh, you did wrong. Now this image of your selfishness will live for ever.

You see a week ago, I had just finished an important exam. The stress of this test had balded parts of my head. The plan was simple. Meet at Josh after the exam so we could go for libations. BUT JOSH WASN"T THERE. I was shocked at his absence. I spiraled into a thirsty depression. I searched his complex for seconds then grew impatient and run away. The street was cold and harshe and dry. My thirst was now in control of my thoughts. An image of Josh's where-abouts hit me in the form of a thirst-induced hallucination. *He was getting ejected from a strip club for pounding on the vending machine window*. I found a barrel and started a "survival fire" and camped there until present. Well done old chumb