Sometimes the game of every day life is the most difficult.
"Rule # 12: Only three types of people tell the truth: kids, drunk people, and anyone who is pissed the fuck off."
How can you sit here and let him use you, after all the shit he’s done, i just don’t understand. He stole the last thing i fucking had of my father’s and you don’t even care. I hate him so much, you’re children HATE HIM. I will never be happy so long as he is around.
So fuck you and you’re low life piece of shit boyfriend. Go ahead let him keep stealing shit and selling it for dope.
I hope he fucking overdoses and dies a painful fucking death.
#i’m done with this show #don’t touch me
SOMETIMES I HATE TUMBLR, I DIDNT EVEN GET TO WATCH THE EPISODE AND NOW I WANNA CRY.