Cruddy

Dear Anyone Who Finds This, Do not blame the drugs.

No matter what, expect the unexpected. And whenever possible BE the unexpected.

It is true that I am a person with black pockets of evil and hatred in my heart. There are underground places inside of me

But when the thing that is scaring you is already Jesus, who are you supposed to pray to?

A man who has been dead for a week in a hot trailer looks more like a man than you would first expect.

I am hell with a knife and there is nothing I can really do about it but try and keep my mouth shut and try not to let it show.

What if she stepped on a needle and it went right into her foot and Roberta would not feel it and the needle would rise and rise and rise through the veins leading up to the heart and then the needle would STAB HER IN THE HEART and Roberta would DIE and it would be VERY PAINFUL this according to nurse mother a medical expert on Freaky Ways to Croak... The mother shouted that she knew several people who died from the Rising Stab of the Unfelt Needle or RSUN she has seen cases of it many times and not ONE PERSON HAS SURVIVED IT.

Ask a burning question, get a burning answer

Twinkle twinkle little star. You are nothing. You've been dead for a thousand years...

Mr. Harmong is the cheapest chintziest most pig-lipped tightwad skanked-out lardo king landlord of all time.

Some nights looking at him scares me so bad I can hardly move and I start doing a prayer for protection. But when the thing that is scaring you is already Jesus, who are you supposed to pray to?