2025-01-09 01:15
I love living in Portland, but the second some Portland ass shit happens when I'm already in a bad mood, it just throws me into a blind rage. Like I'm just trying to get home after an 8 hour shift and I just noticed I'm low on gas. Too bad I can't turn on Belmont cause there's 200 LED covered cyclists having some kinda bike rave en route to the Clinton theatre. I'm gonna see red, dude.
I love doing Portland ass shit, but I hate being a victim of it.