"Stay Warm".

ya you fuckin loser, im sure it does. you forgot: cocaine, drama, games, chaos, lying, using, fat girls, and sucking "your father's" cock. go ahead. write a blog about me. you had fun at the funeral the other day? did ya do some coke? go home, pass out, go on the paper route, steal some money for gas like you frequently do, then back into a snowbank or some shit? stay the fuck out of my shit. sorry i didnt offer you any money from my tax return (that i didnt get), maybe i figured the 700 dollars that natalie gave you was enough. in plus, if youre ever hard out, and you need some cash, maybe you can sell the hardrive you stole from the route? hope molly the big black nigger doesnt steal my "new clothes" when im in jail! you fuckin piece of shit. dont fuckin EVER think shit will be the same. you did it now. dont come to me wit nothin. and after all this, i still dont tell you to, "stay warm", or "go die". and i dont bring you into bullshit. whether it concerns you or not. grow up you fuckin addict.