Mall

[abortedfetush]

I'm going to the mall. How sad is that. My mother is forcing me along. I hate her so much. She thinks the "fresh air" will be good for me. The processed air in the car and the stuffy, reused air in the mall is NO better than in this godforsaken hellhole known as a house. I want to die.

Comments

[saladforkofgod]

why don't you come over and breathe the fresh air of my penis in your mouth? i'll let you carve your pathetic poems into my back with a safety pin.

[tragiclife]

thanks for noticing me