I feel as if I’m on a riot against my will.
Today was a dick sucking day. Way bad BAD TO THE EXTREME HIGH END FUCK TODAY FUCK THE CONDITION OF THE FUCKING WEATHER WHICH MADE THINGS WORSE awww fuck fuck fuck.
What happens when hearts collide? Do they adhere or do they turn to fizz?
I want to form a dictation. A dictation of how much hatred I need to let go fast. I want them to spell out all the fucking shit you’ve done. Small and minor it may seem, but you didn’t knew that it turned major no?
Time to suck today’s dick. Chop chop.
