I BITE IT BUT I DON'T LIGHT IT. I'LL USE THE ROPE AND I'LL RIDE HER. TWO BARRELS AND A WHOLE LOTTA BANG! AND WHEN I'M DONE, THIS TOWN WILL NEVER BE THE SAME. SO, CAN I TOUCH YOUR LEGS? DO I MAKE YOU SWEAT?

Murder scene on fifth street. Yellow chalk was engraved onto the pavement as I drove by. Nothing new but a fresh hole in the ground. Reminded myself and visited mum today. Got a pack of cigarettes and used them all in less than an hour. Doctor said there is a clot gathering in her vessels. Puked out a lung from the news. Shit out the other from ( Read more... )

Okay, so even though this isn't that shitlist I was going to make, it's something sort of similar. The keyword being, "sort of". Reasons why today was just not my day:

● My carpool never even came to pick me up. However, this is when I continue to reassure myself that I do not need to rely on selfish ignorant people like those whom I've got to tag ( Read more... )

I'm going to start my own shitlist.

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