Yeah sure. Off yourself and leave me to fucking rot or od on drugs because of you leaving. That’ll sure fuckin help won’t it. It’d tear me apart god damn it.
"Mom you’re reading the bible again!"
"No. There was an oil spill downstairs, i’m going to mop it up with exodus"
Feels like you don’t have any time for me. Thanks.
"The only drug problem is scoring real good drugs" ~NOFX
I was poppin’ pills, doin’ rails that’s a fact. Now my life’s like a train, it’s derailed off the tracks.
Faggots: ASS ASS ASS ASS
Me: HASH HASH HASH HASH <3