Is the house I’m going to be living in soon luxurious? Should I even move in with them and leave my dad? I know it’s for the best, but I can’t help but feel like I might be doing the wrong thing… Am I doing the right thing?
Gas. Gassy. Farts. Poop. Haha
“I WILL S*** IN YOUR BED!”
My little brother farted on my pillows because I scared him.
I need a car so I can get out of here.
I want food, too.
She laughed hysterically, almost like a maniac. She was crazy, clad in a white jacket with her hair curly and frizzed out like a lion’s mane. She needed help, badly. Only she couldn’t see it.