1 more year of living, but to you its another story, everything below the palm is a mess. You like attention, I'll tease you about it, you'll never learn, you never will. When you decide to take the high ground and bellow I'm drowning in your pouring fictious wail, wondering when you will fucken stop, sigh Foo Foo go Boo Hoo. I'm gravely disapointed in you. Hey you, do you ever think this guy will get help? Me neither, but I'm not space lord, you are foo foo.
It's really sad when your trying to act deep, like a teen goth writing a poem but I'm with less passion in it. But at least goths are no emo, trying to get attention instead of seeking help. He thinks he is strong, but he is a space lord, all bluff and no action.
It's really sad when your trying to act deep, like a teen goth writing a poem but I'm with less pass
