I would fight three full grown Samoan men and sleep on a bed of nails for a week straight for a chance to hear you utter the words “kill yourself” to me
i planned on coming back i really did. but I been getting closer to God, and my old ways and old actions just not as fun to me anymore. i’ve know i’ve left and came back before. but this really is the end. I love you all and thank you for making me laugh (im jobless still)