mm..i feel like i could be nothing more than but a piece of shit...
thats lying on the fucking floor... yes bitchin and writting about myself
o yeah and misspelling sum fuckin words with my lazy
american grammar
my writing is for the mentally challenged
;_____;
and who i drew a pix.
for my internet boyfriend
whoop dee doo
he wanted flowers
and took me awhile to think
how to draw a fucking flower
i cant paint pretty
so i got so mad at myself and rip all
my crappy flowers
that i tired to paint
some how i pulled it off
and made a picture'
im tired good night
mmmm..... write 2mARrow
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