I went to a store today after work and figured I’d spoil myself with some nice new clothes. I can’t remember the last time I bought myself anything. But I just couldn’t force myself to cough up $30 for a damn shirt, no matter how cute it is.

But then I thought to myself how I didn’t think twice about spending $50 two nights ago on wax, RainX, and overall cleaning products for the car… and muffins. Kinda sad, really… But fuck it.

Gotta keep that Kouki fresh.

I still walked out of that store empty-handed.