Yeah I guess we could look at it this way, exactly one year ago doesn’t only mark a milestone of time in her life, it also marks how exactly one year ago on this day you still did not give enough of a shit to keep from staying doped out on your moms birthday.
Probably was foolish of me to think my brother would have the decency, he means well, the kids just sick. Maybe I’m a little wrong to expect something different this time. You know he couldn’t even sit up straight at my grandfathers funeral. He was sweating bullets in an air conditioned building and my mom and our widow of a grandmother sat on each side just to keep him from slumping. If he couldn’t keep composure at a goddamn fucking funeral for a man who loved us more than anything then what’s another birthday to heroin huh?
I think I smoked the wrong end of a cigarette and no one stopped me
Auto correct: Saving your drunk ass since whenever auto correct was invented
you know how sometimes apples are just ok but then you bite into a really fresh juicy one and you’re like YOOOOOOOOO
when I reblog something with just a few notes, I feel like I’m supporting a local business
*starts a mosh pit at elementary school choir concert*
Penises are some of the most humorous things in existence