"What are you twelve"
Yeah on a scale of one to ten bye
i’ve got 99 problems and being a decaying organism that’s born to die in a society run by money that i can’t escape is one of them
do you need a hug
i think we all need a hug
it’s not you’re* or your*. it’s all Mine. everything is Mine
in alcohol’s defense I’ve done some pretty dumb shit while completely sober too
every once in a while i check up on people i hate to make sure i still hate them