maybe i really just, want to erase you all. You are too leisurely for me. Enjoy your, cozy polite life. You might finally, find solace, and above all, truly admit, what retarded fuckshit you are. Truly. because that never, really pass you.
Live like the chickens. you owe them being worthless fuck. Otherwise, you will just, die inside me. Or, being, iguess.
yeah, even i dont feel so full for a headline. or an article i guess. yeah,, this has alot of commas. have a return. i cant feel it. Maybe you ll learn to, finally grow up and, do not ever, consider yourself, a fukin cure.
its been awhile. those are big spots, and big tables, i could even sit there.
Try not to look. I tend to giggle. or maybe, it's your, pity box, begging, to be forgiven, for joan. or whatever really. Guess the sky was right...you are just, antsy about yourself.
its been awhile. those are big spots, and big tables, i could even sit there.
Try not to look. I tend to giggle. or maybe, it's your, pity box, begging, to be forgiven, for joan. or whatever really. Guess the sky was right...you are just, antsy about yourself.