I once thought that if all I did was lie on the floor in the dark with zero expectations, life would be a lot less complicated. Clearly, I was wrong. Utterly and completely so.
I actually don’t want you to know anything about me at all.
Don’t leave me messages, it makes me anxious as fuck.
I can’t stand these fucking people with these fucking family window stickers on their cars a murderer is gonna come into your fucking house and you’re gonna try to hide your kids in the fucking closet and he’s gonna be like naw bitch I saw your fucking mini van I know you have six more kids where are they