Monday, January 19, 2009
Please Homes
You would not have any clue what is going on my head. I still walk with my shoulders squared to the world and my head up. I still make fun of people in the back of my mind and flick fingers or cigarets at Hummers. I do not compare myself to some fake son of god or imagine myself as being better than I am because all that matters is that I am still fucking better than you. I'm stronger, smarter, and can fight better than you. Geez, the audacity of some people, right? Don't be a fool kid, I'm on my fucking period and this shit is a scab that needs pickin.
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