Or Leslie's committing suicide, over losing Keith. Im gonna swallow a bottle of Risperdal and jump off the cliff in Santa Monica onto PCH.
Goodbye Keith. Thank you for your services. Call me when your done fucking trash. He cant afford to take care of trash, why he stayed with me helped me until I got a job. He needs a woman with a career wants to live a good life, but needs to fuck.
Now that I got trashed. Keith and I are no longer compatible.