On my birthday i got so fucked up. Party of 5. My dog died. I was sad. I never met 2 of the guest. 1 fucked up my life for 6 months. 1 was my sister. The lawn almost caught fire. My birthday cake had dicks on it. I walked from a house to my moms cross faded as fuck at 1 am. I passed out on my bed. Came to find out my sister and her friend had gay sex in the living room on my fucking bl anklet like fucking bjngholes. I can't type. One person I wanted there went city at that weekend. I can't remember. I'm sad. August had me fucked up. I died mu hair 4 colors. AR one. Shit. At once. I wasn't sober event , fuck. Ever. That month. I thought it was fun. It's dumb. I hated it. It's December now. I'm happy. But still sad. Hav we good night. Now go read your toy story smut u fucking echoed d hgififuf6f6ft batch. Bitch. Or go to a level sleep or touch some grass we all know u have watt pad for cursed Disney smut.
