I'm on the throne when you're down on your knees
I'm not a cure, I'm a ******** disease
Ugghhh.
My friend in Russia is in the hospital because of surgery because of tuberculosis and malnourishment and s**t back problems, and my other friend went to visit him, and apparently didn't tell her bank she was leaving so they think credit card fraud is happening, and she was 200 rubles short for a place to stay and has no food except a yogurt from a guy who collects coins and apparently gave it to her out of nice.
And she doesn't speak any Russian.
Oh wait, she knows how to say "Hello, Yes, No, Thank you, Petrol, Party, Drink, b*****b, and a*****e."
Now I have to be worried about both of them. *facepalm*
A brand new name for a brand new revolution
We are a problem, we are not a solution