Baby you could be my dog and I could be your tree
god damn... I'm so sick and tired fucking tired of living with all these people. If I turn out to be a serial killer, don't be surprised, blame my family for driving me insane. Unfortunatly, it's not that easy to move out. I have a car now, but it's not running because the wirirng is all fucked up, and I don't know how to drive it because it's a manual and I'm clueless on how to drive a manual, I'd guess I'd better fucking learn huh. Work is going alright. Speaking of which I gotta start getting ready so bye!