Fuck your life...
I don't give a fuck about you. I care a lot, but I just can't give a fuck right now.
also, I do give a fuck about you.
I don't know anything about myself, i know the things i am, i don't know why I'm so attracted to hardcore, it's the best most honest and real music to me, but all these kids are soo fucked up, aside from a few, but we're all so out there that I can't understand why I'm not normal. Why isn't it the answer, why is the mainstream on some deluded, heartless bullshit? I don't want it, but I can't get why we're not it. Fuckers, maybe it's not so easy to hear, but nothing is. shut the fuck up, kill yourself, I talked to a suicide hotline guy for like 20 minutes last week. I needed someone. That was alright, I really can't believe what's going on, I can't wait to wrench this world. wrench nail hammer fuck sex masturbate fuck die
When it's all over i have to do something, that's how it always goes, 'when it's all said and done, i...' fuck that, when it's over i won't be here, no one will, and no one will be looking from any perch. Above us is what you think you are, but YOU die, it's the same shit, a hole in the ground where you disintegrate. It's rough, but when you look at me like i'm wrong and you have nothing backing you up, I get on the defensive.
I wish i could go home and love it, I don't know what it is, but this house feels so empty, not literally, but i feel empty when i'm there. I love my family, i love my pets, but each room is dark and different from what I used to see, i want my old memories. i grew up in streamwood. I have soo much there, i get soo fucking nostalgic thinking about home. I love my dorm, it's fucking big, and i'm preoccupied. An idle mind at my aurora house, is an empty feeling in my stomach. I can smell my pillow and still smell Dawn's conditioner, I think of when she came to my house and those times, I miss her so much, I love her so much, I can never get her out of my head. I really need to marry her. She keeps me happy.
Riding my bike grows ever so important to me. With each video i watch and trick i learn, and lines i play back and forth in my head,i realize the feelings i have for this activity grow deeper and deeper. Nothing can replace this for me.
You are fucked up, you are fucked up. You made your decision, party, be social, watch out for what they're doing, and don't look at what's under your feet. All of a sudden your sunken in eyes, catch a glimpse of where you are, who knows? it's too fast to tell, tearing your fucking body apart, like an explosion your body separates, you can only see what was important to you which was what everyone else did, and they didn't give a fuck if you were there or not. You thought you mattered to them, but your just bodies filling space, feeding off of eachothers chants, they need you to fill space, nothing more, you the same. I can't make you care, I can hope for your realization, you're too something for your lack of it, though. No matter what I'll always be pissed about it. FUCK OFF!
good night moon,
Adbad
Ps-I can't wait to see Dawn, I'm going on oct. 11th!!!
pps-give oral sex to eachother.
ppps-sex fuck
also, I do give a fuck about you.
I don't know anything about myself, i know the things i am, i don't know why I'm so attracted to hardcore, it's the best most honest and real music to me, but all these kids are soo fucked up, aside from a few, but we're all so out there that I can't understand why I'm not normal. Why isn't it the answer, why is the mainstream on some deluded, heartless bullshit? I don't want it, but I can't get why we're not it. Fuckers, maybe it's not so easy to hear, but nothing is. shut the fuck up, kill yourself, I talked to a suicide hotline guy for like 20 minutes last week. I needed someone. That was alright, I really can't believe what's going on, I can't wait to wrench this world. wrench nail hammer fuck sex masturbate fuck die
When it's all over i have to do something, that's how it always goes, 'when it's all said and done, i...' fuck that, when it's over i won't be here, no one will, and no one will be looking from any perch. Above us is what you think you are, but YOU die, it's the same shit, a hole in the ground where you disintegrate. It's rough, but when you look at me like i'm wrong and you have nothing backing you up, I get on the defensive.
I wish i could go home and love it, I don't know what it is, but this house feels so empty, not literally, but i feel empty when i'm there. I love my family, i love my pets, but each room is dark and different from what I used to see, i want my old memories. i grew up in streamwood. I have soo much there, i get soo fucking nostalgic thinking about home. I love my dorm, it's fucking big, and i'm preoccupied. An idle mind at my aurora house, is an empty feeling in my stomach. I can smell my pillow and still smell Dawn's conditioner, I think of when she came to my house and those times, I miss her so much, I love her so much, I can never get her out of my head. I really need to marry her. She keeps me happy.
Riding my bike grows ever so important to me. With each video i watch and trick i learn, and lines i play back and forth in my head,i realize the feelings i have for this activity grow deeper and deeper. Nothing can replace this for me.
You are fucked up, you are fucked up. You made your decision, party, be social, watch out for what they're doing, and don't look at what's under your feet. All of a sudden your sunken in eyes, catch a glimpse of where you are, who knows? it's too fast to tell, tearing your fucking body apart, like an explosion your body separates, you can only see what was important to you which was what everyone else did, and they didn't give a fuck if you were there or not. You thought you mattered to them, but your just bodies filling space, feeding off of eachothers chants, they need you to fill space, nothing more, you the same. I can't make you care, I can hope for your realization, you're too something for your lack of it, though. No matter what I'll always be pissed about it. FUCK OFF!
good night moon,
Adbad
Ps-I can't wait to see Dawn, I'm going on oct. 11th!!!
pps-give oral sex to eachother.
ppps-sex fuck