You are not sick.
You artists will get tossed quick.
I lost it.
Blood spilling like a faucet.
You wouldn’t open doors for me so I took a locksmith as hostage.
Octagon signs declined trying to stop this,
is like trying to propose to a posh bitch in a mosh pit.
Liking me is as hard as liking rappers acting like gangsters after they got rich.
I want love, but not this.
My arteries are partially not split,
crying over me is like crying over milk after it got spilt.
lord of the rings, fuck a hobbit.
L-O-L R-O-F-L HAH this.
Train wreck, look away, then watch this.
