It's a gloomy sunday afternoon and I'm rotting to death without you.
It's a gloomy sunday afternooon
and I'm rotting to death without you
8:09 AM,
Dec 30, 2011

All the negative energy in the house. The shouting. The screaming. The simmering silence.  
I M FUCKING TIRED ANGRY PISSSED OFF WITH UR ANNOYING FUCKING BULLSHIT.

I can;t hold anymore of it already. I want out.