The only thing keeping me sane fucked is gone and left me alone once again. My feels have truely been hit.
What do you robots have left?
Motha. fucken. rats.
Got 6 of my own, named after the Roman pantheon, it's gonna hurt like hell to lose them.
Life's a bitch and then you die; that's why we get high. Cause you never know when you're gonn
I went on a far heroin binge up in Portland and Seattle a year each but now I'm back in My hometown called escondido. Its a mix between middle and lower middle class with poorfags all over
Yeah I left a sleeping bag there hopefully she's in it when I get back