So, Ive just noticed something. We cant get away, and we cant go back. Lets go. Come with me please? I mean, I dont know where, but I know itll be good. And when we get there well face shit, but not as hard as weve had it now. Not as hard. It is so hard and ive come to a fucking conclusion. A fucking conclusion that nothing ever gets easier so ive decided to run away from it all. I cant fucking breathe. We make time, we get a car, we fucking leave, and how nice does that fucking sound? I dont care if its one fucking block away from here.
pack your fucking bags.
ill be there in five minutes, you can fucking count.
he laughed.
i hung up.
no comment.
shanedoe:
you need to explain this one for me one time. 