I want to do it, just out of spite. Won’t change a thing for him. Maybe a little pity from his family. Good excuse to do some drugs again. He doesn’t hear a fing thing i say, thats if im allowed to talk. Save my life, bring me back for what, to torture me. Homeless isn’t fun. Thats more of an early twenties thing. Florida is hot and people are cruel. I just want somebody to give a sh$t about me.
I really just want one of you dumb fing kids to listen, but no one will. It will happen to you. You aren’t invincible. Rape, drugs, pregnancy.
Well i feel a lil better. Have a great nite y’all, and dont off yourselves