Let's play a game.

It's called "Tucker has $17.72 to his name and somehow has to make it to Tuesday".

Because that's when my money MIGHT be here by.

Possibly.

Could happen.

Fuck that shit.



That's a picture of me stabbing myself in the head.

With a sword.

And hallucinating a floating heart.

Wearing some pretty sick robes.

And a crown.

I'm pretty sure that's a keyboard in the bottom right.

But mostly stabbing my head with a sword.

I wish I had a keytar.

But mostly a sword.