porkerpants

Something that I love is you. Please don’t throw me away. Everyone constantly hates me (no I’m not paranoid), my doctor accuses me of being neurotic. What an asshole. Either way this is my bullshit life that people are trying to “change for the better”. Like what the hell I’m fine you guys are just hating me so much all the time like what the hell. I wish Kurmit was real so then he could hug me and kiss me and call me his own. Whatever happened to the milkman, the paperboy, the evening TV? Anyways, you’re cute. Thanks. No problem. Love you. You too. Seeya. Have a good one. You too, hun, be safe. Thanks you too.