So then i was like whatever...
So you wanna think what it is that i think... so you read this... and i realize that i dont care what you think... infact the longer i sit here the more i hate this little world that you live in... you know that your existence is so little compared to the existence of all others... and then i tell you that i acnt live with out you... and that is when i dont care anymore... and i hate me for it... and this is all a lie... and you know what i love you in the end... so arent you confused, because i can be so much you and nothing in the end? But who said this is the end... cuz i feel me wanting you closer... and then i shed the blood of those who have come before me in your direction... and once again in the end... in the final end we are both sixty... and so glad that our car didnt escape from the bend... so in the end... my hand i would lend... hell even my heart i would send...