Whose keeping score?
Such a fucking miserable pointless mindfuck is this life!
How much more sad could it possibly get? *sigh*
I am sorry for whatever is happening to him. Predictable, but nevertheless sad.
I can honestly say that about two people tonight, which is doubly fucked. The difference is the other guy doesn’t know it yet.
You think i’m preaching to the choir, i’m not, i’m not, i’m not, i’m singing with the choir.
Lather, Rinse, Motherfucking-Repeat!