Just like, if you get them murdered. He deserves love. Not a depressed agitated asshole.

Must not of scared him, as he was sleeping on my bed, with his head on me.

Doesn’t look like she’s going to call me today. Not, that I’d answer the phone anyways. She’s pissed. Maybe, don’t force somebody to do stuff.

It was the best decision for him, maybe not me, but who cares about me. Not me.

That’s what will be on my tombstone “Depressed agitated asshole”.

If I start puking blood up, I won’t tell her. Got to Make America Great Again.

I question reality too.