Roscoe's Rambles

This is a space for the rants of a 16 year old boy, trapped in a 16 year old boy's body.
Mon Sep 29

Alcohol + Matches…

*looks at arm*

Looking back on the other night, I realise Marc and I are complete douchebags…

I have a little burn on my arm, and it’s itchy as fuck, but it’s one of those scabby sort of things that I know if I scratch at it, it’ll be stingy-hurty pain, instead of a releasing sort of pain I get from normal scabs.

God dammit.