messy bags

I think the way someone keeps their bag tells you a lot about them. Mine is a fucking mess.

I was quite earnestly trying to maintain its freshness at first, when Old Mate gifted it to me for Christmas last year, but as Christmas rolls around again this season, and not even one year has eclipsed since it came into my possession, I have completely soiled it.

Not-tight-enough containers have disemboweled themselves into my once pristine bag. Pens have similarly done the same, leaving pools of ink splotched haphazardously across the canvas. Other stains I haven't even the faintest idea of their origin.

I wish I were the type of person diligent and careful enough to not debaucher their bag. If it were 5 years old, I'd have more of an excuse; a series of infrequent and unlucky events leaving signs of wear and tear.

But, not me.

"You just don't think, lil rangar", Dad always used to say.