Bury that Christ bitch.
it’s over. it’s finally over. my head ache is gone and my neck feels better cuz that fucking cocking christmas bitching ‘holiday’ is done. i’m bloated from the pot brownie, and i think i might have fallen in love with a poppers addict, but other than that, i’ve escaped unscathed.
fuck the babe jesus. we all have birthdays. why is his so special?
x