The ex calls for ten minutes, says she want to be friends, and that kills my ability to do anything for the rest of the day beyond drinking and smoking.
Fucking incredible.
PS: and being depressed.
Fucking incredible.
PS: and being depressed.
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Come here, I'll give you a hug and we can smoke clove cigarettes and be elitists together. Fuckers that chew out your heart and then hand it back to you in a plastic baggie saying "oops, here you go, you can have it back now" not even offering another organ in it's place. A heart for a brain...
Heh, tangent sorry.
looking good boy...looking good...