it scares me that asking my mom about pain relief for my killer, daily headaches turned her into satan.
here's my advice. don't ask satan about t3s and codeine when she's in pain. and don't say "holy fuck". satan doesnt like that.
what scares me is, if i got kicked out of a moving vehicle and left stranded at starbucks, IN MY WORK UNIFORM, what would happen if things were found in my room. i think id be moving in with gramps...
what a psycho bitch.
xo
thead
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