I’m miserable, and I hate everything.
Sometimes stress is like carbon monoxide, and by the time you feel dizzy and faint the damage is done and you can’t even breathe. It feels like everything that can go wrong or bad has, and it makes me just want to scream and yell and tear down the [...]
How about this, ski-king? Why don’t you take your momma home some chicken, and I won’t have to put my boot all up in your ass
June 22nd, 2004 · 1 Comment
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