Once Upon A Weekend

Reminiscing on Fridays past. I miss being that person who answered allegations of madness with one of two responses:

  1. Well did you die? You’re still alive right? So what are you complaining about.
  2. You’ve known me for how long? At this point you know what I’m about. You have yourself to blame.

Definitely a year to reflect on all we took for granted. What do you miss about your weekends that you can’t do now? Via: Sick Feelingz