ARROWED!!
my chest hurts. i dont give a fuck about chestpains anymore though. i cant wait til one of them is an actual heartattack and i die. thats gonna rock. i can finally get out of this fucking place, and dont have to deal with dissapointment all around. none of this "im gonna drive w/ u eversunday so u can drive to randis" then "i gotta go to a biznes trip all this week and next week, and cant drive w/ u on sunday cause i gotta work." and then theres "ill call u back when im done, im busy" then, 1 hour later "oh she left bout an hour ago." FUCKING GREAT!!!
pray 4 my death, please
pray 4 my death, please