I will take no responsibility for anything bad. My name is Donald J Trump and I approve this message.
D@nm, I feel this heaviness. I’m craving affection, deep talks, and being able to hold someone when I want to cry. I called out from work. Something needs to shift. Something needs to change.. What was the point of bettering my life? I am still sad, lonely, and just mentally exhausted. <3
Steve’s little brother John stopped in on his way home from college. For the holiday. We went out dinner. Then returned home I remember smoking some W E E D. This morning I woke up N A K E D between them. And my cream pie bowl was overflowing. And my hand w r a p p e d around John’s cream pie nozzle.
