I have no food, cigarettes, or booze... Just pot.
*rolls eyes* I figure my marriage is over and I'm just wasting my time trying to make it work. Everyones invited to the pity party.
I want to cut myself, But it seems pointless. I'll shove a needle thru some skin and put some jewlry in it. Sounds like a novel idea huh? I'm going to patent that.
*rolls eyes* I figure my marriage is over and I'm just wasting my time trying to make it work. Everyones invited to the pity party.


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Well, every artist needs at least one failed marriage. That's the law I think.
I'd marry you in a flash if I wasn't a comitted batchelor! Look after yourself doll.