the funny thing about it, the thing that makes me laugh
is that youll delete it as soon as you realize who posted it.. maybe you wont even read it. but maybe you will out of what was once respect or once trust or some shit like that.
not to kill your bird with six stones or anything but what the fuck.
and the funny thing about it, the thing that makes me laugh is that, even though you treat me like shit, even though youve been treating me like shit since the day you met me, ill always fucking be here.
Right the fuck here, waiting to listen to your problems. even when you stab me, or strangle me or what the fuck ever, ill be here. if you want to tell me anything about your life, or if someone else doesn, ill still listen with a smile and try to help you though your problems.
Even though youve been here for me once.
Once upon a time you swore if i was ever in need, youd come.. and youve only come once..
and i didnt even ask you. you just came and it happened to be at the right time. and even though thisll make you hate me more, even if you dont fucking read it, youll hate me more. you probably stopped at the bird with six stones part.. and if im right, ill be laughin right now, and you wont know.
the point is, think about it before you delete this comment like it never happened. when have you been there for me?
when have i been able to fucking pour my story out, my life story without me forcing you to listen?
Everyones just waiting for their turn to speak.. and heres mine.. even if its never heard.
you can hear me, but its ok, because i cant talk.
im just rambling.
But i hope you know, my promises are fucking real, even if yours arent.
in twenty years, when you really find yourself, whether youre living in a fucking cardboard box in the back of someone truck like a hobo, or if youre living in a mansion with your perfect gamer wife and your perfect fucking skilled kids.. and when you fel like fucking dying.. look me the fuck up..
My names Leeron Rozenkranz-fucking-Boxford, and it wont change.
Just before you hurt yourself or ruin your life.. or do something really stupid, come and talk to me..
come have a nice unforced productive conversation.. and see how it goes..
because ill always be right the fuck here..
ill always be waiting, because you need to tell your life story to someone.. because everyone wants to tell their life story...
and if you dont wat to tell me anything, but are just feeling like shit, and need someone, anyone... if you ever need somebody... ill be here, ready to hear your edited life story, or tell you yours.
Because i keep my promises. even if you dont keep yours..
and ill always be here.. no matter how fucking stupid it is.
ill always be here ready for things to go the fuck back to how they were.. and if it never happens, ill know it wasnt because of me...
because ive always been here, and youve taken advantage of it, but ive never had the chance..
maybe youll be fair one day.. even if life isnt fair. maybe youll read this one day... somehow stumble onto it, because youve probably deleted it by now.. maybe after you delete it you have a whim tor ead my journal where ill copy and paste it..
or maybe youll fucking or actually realize im a goddamn person just like you, and youll hear it in person.
but if not, if youre never ready to hear it.. im still here.. ready with a goddamned key to a lock thats been changed.
have fun pretending your fucking friends know anything about you.
have fun being a good actor.
have fun being fake.. but when youre ready to break free, find me
if you can.
not to kill your bird with six stones or anything but what the fuck.
and the funny thing about it, the thing that makes me laugh is that, even though you treat me like shit, even though youve been treating me like shit since the day you met me, ill always fucking be here.
Right the fuck here, waiting to listen to your problems. even when you stab me, or strangle me or what the fuck ever, ill be here. if you want to tell me anything about your life, or if someone else doesn, ill still listen with a smile and try to help you though your problems.
Even though youve been here for me once.
Once upon a time you swore if i was ever in need, youd come.. and youve only come once..
and i didnt even ask you. you just came and it happened to be at the right time. and even though thisll make you hate me more, even if you dont fucking read it, youll hate me more. you probably stopped at the bird with six stones part.. and if im right, ill be laughin right now, and you wont know.
the point is, think about it before you delete this comment like it never happened. when have you been there for me?
when have i been able to fucking pour my story out, my life story without me forcing you to listen?
Everyones just waiting for their turn to speak.. and heres mine.. even if its never heard.
you can hear me, but its ok, because i cant talk.
im just rambling.
But i hope you know, my promises are fucking real, even if yours arent.
in twenty years, when you really find yourself, whether youre living in a fucking cardboard box in the back of someone truck like a hobo, or if youre living in a mansion with your perfect gamer wife and your perfect fucking skilled kids.. and when you fel like fucking dying.. look me the fuck up..
My names Leeron Rozenkranz-fucking-Boxford, and it wont change.
Just before you hurt yourself or ruin your life.. or do something really stupid, come and talk to me..
come have a nice unforced productive conversation.. and see how it goes..
because ill always be right the fuck here..
ill always be waiting, because you need to tell your life story to someone.. because everyone wants to tell their life story...
and if you dont wat to tell me anything, but are just feeling like shit, and need someone, anyone... if you ever need somebody... ill be here, ready to hear your edited life story, or tell you yours.
Because i keep my promises. even if you dont keep yours..
and ill always be here.. no matter how fucking stupid it is.
ill always be here ready for things to go the fuck back to how they were.. and if it never happens, ill know it wasnt because of me...
because ive always been here, and youve taken advantage of it, but ive never had the chance..
maybe youll be fair one day.. even if life isnt fair. maybe youll read this one day... somehow stumble onto it, because youve probably deleted it by now.. maybe after you delete it you have a whim tor ead my journal where ill copy and paste it..
or maybe youll fucking or actually realize im a goddamn person just like you, and youll hear it in person.
but if not, if youre never ready to hear it.. im still here.. ready with a goddamned key to a lock thats been changed.
have fun pretending your fucking friends know anything about you.
have fun being a good actor.
have fun being fake.. but when youre ready to break free, find me
if you can.