Oh hell ya, lets go! /j

What in the ungodly holy hell is this abomination?

Yet you wanna sit there and be a spin master and go to your ass kiss club of a friend group and talk out of my name? Explain to me how that makes sense

I tried to give you reminders to take care of yourself, even helping you by wanting to give you a daily tasks list. I was so proud of you BOTH times you got a job. I gave you nothing but the world. You call me your jackpot, when in reality I was your meal ticket.

I drove you around to where you needed to go to make sure you could get done what you needed to do. I gave you money to feed you, to make sure you wouldn't have late fees, to make sure you had spotify and youtube, and to make sure your drug addiction was fulfilled.

The second time I came up to visit you, I spent the entire week I was there waiting on you hand and foot because you didn't feel good. Rubbing vicks all on your back and chest. Making sure you where taking care of. Going out to get you the breakfast you like.