friends. i possess a rightful amount of them. its so easy just to make them. but seriously. how many of them are actually true. how many of them actaully stand by you in times of trouble. yea. its hard. people are selfish. well at least, i am. i usually think of myself alot more than i think of others. people bitch. people backstab. i bitch too. im trying not too. who can you trust? no one. the only person you can is yourself. so shut up. i just felt like saying that. the world is a bad place to begin with.
im feeling all shittified and thrashed up now. beats me why too.
you look like ass
yoou smell like shit
why are you such a dick
you walk around like you're the tits
you always make me sick.
wenna jam today. it was ok i guess. i broke a test-tube. yays. go away.
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