i love joah enevoldsen
I always remember that I’m a worthless, lame, nasty, fat, lame, lame, lame, and fucking lame bitch that sucks at being a good person and doesn’t know how to keep the one they love from being upset with them or even from being sad or frustrated or anything else that friends should know how to do. Never eating again. Oh yeah, and I’m a lame bitch. I don’t deserve oxygen. I need oxycontin.