This is the question I ask myself everyday...
Yesterday I twisted my ankle and now I can't stand, my step mom doesn't care. She keep saying bull shit... It hurts so bad, and I have to use crushes or however you spell it to get around...
why must i live?
This is the question I ask myself everyday...
Yesterday I twisted my ankle and now I can't stand, my step mom doesn't care. She keep saying bull shit... It hurts so bad, and I have to use crushes or however you spell it to get around...