2004-07-17 00:50:12 ET|
a. i'm single.
b. i'm wheel-less. (that was a great second blow btw.)
c. you give my new puppy parvo. and it might die.
the one thing that was suppose to make me feel better about everything else. like not being loved, and then being stranded. and just the over-all feeling of unworthiness. and you are going to take the one positive thing i have left.
you know what. you suck. the next time i see you, you better be wearing a cup. cause my boot is headed straight for your balls.
go ahead and throw what ever else you need at me. cause right now i've got the immense will to survive. so go ahead, toss it at me: cancer, six months left, all of my friends dying. cause at this point there's no reason to stop right?
just get it over with.
p.s. consider this fair warning.