'Glory, don't stress, relax, let life roll off your back...'
***except for death*** and paying taxes everything in life is only for now...
thats the catch. My dad's gonna kill me, my coach is gonna kill me, and my teachers are gonna kill me...
'Kyle, have you recovered? Oh, and a correction. No one can actually suck "crap" from my vagina.'
oh hush. you know exactly what I meant...
Here in this cold white room tied up to these machines, it's hard to imagine life as it used to be. Laughing, screaming, tumbling queen... Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen. Whirling, swirling, never blue... How could you go and die? What a selfish thing to do...
RIP Jason