Sep 02, 2009 03:14
"Can I have mindless sex with 521?"
"No, because he might have syphilis, gonorrhea or cancer"
Happy 22nd birthday, babe. I miss you like hell, every single day. It feels like I just talked to you yesterday, but it feels like you've been gone for so long now. I've dreamed of you a lot lately, I think that means you're still with me, you're still being my super over-protective bodyguard, and I love you for it. Rock out among the stars for me, will ya? And save me some cake, you bitchwhore.
♥
birthday oh birthday,
death becomes us,
miss my rachers,
hurts like burning,
love the omc