Bad Life Choices

Hello all,

Bad life choices. I'm full of them. Like for instance going to look at my ex-boyfriends blog. I don't know why I do these things to myself. There were all these pictures of him having fun, talking about his new amazing life, all kinds of bull shit like that. And I want him to die. A lot.

I have been trying to contact the mother fucker to give me back the rest of my shit, for 2 reasons.

1. It's mine and he is keeping practically everything we acquired as a couple.
2. I hate you bitch for what you did to me and I wish that I could put my brain in the washer in an "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" feat to get rid of the last 5 1/2 years so that I can reclaim my balls and life to be the best Noah I can be, and if you don't give me my shit, bitch ,I'm gonna come to NY and rip your fucking face off.*

*This is all said mildly in jest. Or is it? You decide.

Fuck head, if you are reading this; GIVE ME MY STUFF OR CONTACT ME FOR WHEN YOU WILL DO SO, SO THAT I WILL NEVER HAVE TO THINK OF YOU AGAIN!!!!!