Yeah, he’s on meth. Told my mom she should leave, I figure the implications of that is that he doesn’t plan to move out. If she goes, I’m gone, too. I don’t trust being around tweekers.
Fucking hypocrite, goddamn near 60 getting doped out in the garage all day, sad ass crybaby dickweed. Tomorrow’s my birthday, yaaaay.
14rd in Hey, buddy, got a light?
- Aug. 14, 2019, 4:04 p.m.
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