fucking fuck. look at you now. all fat and shit. it gets better. stretch marks. saggy tits. scars on your tum-tum. goodness. you are one sad fuck. a waste of life. drink and drive. get in a car wreck. hit a tree.
tonights not the first time ive said it. i feel like nothing. im finally forgetting her. ive got the cuts to prove it. i forgot the sound of her voice. and im nothing. the clearence rack at dollar general. shes not comming back.