Dont trust no Bitch, No.

"My feet in the street,
hand on my heat,
I got purple in my swisher sweet,
I'm bendin a few corners with this PYT."

I blame it on all of you.

I have horrible fucking trust issues and I hate it. This is really a FML statement.

Never end.

i met you 9 years ago.... your leaving in 9 months. I'm helpless.