Your constant barrage of hateful taunts turned my once loving heart to stone. My confusion and guilt be damned. If you were burning, I wouldn’t piss on you to put out the fire.
Fire fighter
My journal of big words and pretty pictures
My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Your constant barrage of hateful taunts turned my once loving heart to stone. My confusion and guilt be damned. If you were burning, I wouldn’t piss on you to put out the fire.
Thin spiral notebook 
Ha! Excellent! 🙂
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