“I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I wake up and break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night I lay in bed quietly as my heart attacks put me to sleep.” This is what you sound like b****.
“I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I wake up and break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night I lay in bed quietly as my heart attacks put me to sleep.” This is what you sound like b****.