(no subject)
"You want me to complain? Fine, I'll complain about the fact that the blood stopped circulating in my rear end four hours ago, you know what, fuck this place, fuck all of you, fuck your lousy parents, fuck MY lousy parents, fuck my children and their nasty little secrets, while we are at it, fuck my dead husband, fuck my legless grandma, and fuck you Robbie for not letting me get a Snickers Bar!"
Ahhh, it's sad when you realize that your life has absolutley no meaning whatsoever,
Emma, I wish you would pick up the phone, I'm worried, hopefully your not dead
Ahhh, it's sad when you realize that your life has absolutley no meaning whatsoever,
Emma, I wish you would pick up the phone, I'm worried, hopefully your not dead