i don't give a fuck about your set.
but i like you.
when your set goes up, i will then turn into a groupie if i talk to you, if.
but did you hear the Forest Whittaker BrotherAli song yet?
oh it is so nice/
poison?
eck.
i no like poisons. my friends a lot do. maybe you should just do it till you die like they do and then people like me can cry for you.
don't worry i was kidding but not about the poisons.
sometimes we need a little attention from little lies we tell like how i hope you aren't really addicted to poisons but how i still show you attention over it not knowing you. fuck you i'm never writing to you or anyone again. like the man with no arms, you can't hang. not with the toilet.
but i like you.
when your set goes up, i will then turn into a groupie if i talk to you, if.
but did you hear the Forest Whittaker BrotherAli song yet?
oh it is so nice/
poison?
eck.
i no like poisons. my friends a lot do. maybe you should just do it till you die like they do and then people like me can cry for you.
sometimes we need a little attention from little lies we tell like how i hope you aren't really addicted to poisons but how i still show you attention over it not knowing you. fuck you i'm never writing to you or anyone again. like the man with no arms, you can't hang. not with the toilet.