when Pills N’ Potions ends and Anaconda starts playing
I’m glad the portrait of Ben Franklin stayed the same on the new $100 bill. There’s something about his slight, tight frown, the paternal hint of disappointment in his eyes and those pursed, sealed lips that seem to say, “I don’t approve of what you’re doing, but I can’t stop you from rolling this banknote into a straw and ripping a fat rail of white lightning in the Buffalo Wild Wings handicapped bathroom stall, you goddamn beautiful disaster.”
People who fuck you over always come back. They think that they could just pick up where you left off. Like nothing ever happened. When you were left with so many emotions and questions that they didn’t have the dignity to respond. If anyone ever comes back into your life who dropped you like you were nothing, tell them to fuck off. You deserve better.