Constantly trying to ignore Life and all its issues just one episode at a time.
enjoy the cluster fuck I call a blog
Is no one going to mention the fact that one is completely made of dildos
How far does being a good person really get you?
Nowhere . fucking. Nowhere.
"I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep."