Deciding to rant, or to praise my fortune.
Well kids, iv accomplished some really crazy cool shit things in such a short period of time.
I bought a motorcycle that i cant afford at all.....but i did it anyways.
you will probably see me on it when i go to bother my old crew at killian.
i also caught a large bleu crab called sparky. he eats, he looks cool, and i named him sparky.
To try and hammer a point into the fucked up place we call the world (for the moment) i will make an ending statement.
Oh yes, one of those statements that none of you will never understand what the fuck im talking about, probably not even the person its directed to.
It could have been a little more planned out, and then probably it would have been believable. For once though, it's almost unbelievable you would rather go through all the trouble to carry out a lie just to avoid the truth. It's not easy to admit things, even I can't do it...took me almost a year to come to grips with what I wanted and to admit that I might not get it. It's time for you to stand up on your own two feet, shake off the dust and go get what you want and not be afraid to be told you can't have it...because it might all be worth it.
whew.
if i get killed on the cycle, ill come back and murder jesse. why jesse? idk, just because he needs to die. Not sure why though, no reason to want to do so, but hey, er....
ya....
God : Sup
Me : Yo
God : Got any reefer?
Me : Ja
God : Whew, you know its not easy being god you know.
Me : If you smoke enough of this shit though, you might even forget
God : Forget what?
Me : That your god.
God : Oh yeah.
For the record, sparky is going to be boiled and eaten. Little fuckers got a special place in my heart, and i know ill feel bad about this tomorrow....but what the hell. You can't make them all happy.
I bought a motorcycle that i cant afford at all.....but i did it anyways.
you will probably see me on it when i go to bother my old crew at killian.
i also caught a large bleu crab called sparky. he eats, he looks cool, and i named him sparky.
To try and hammer a point into the fucked up place we call the world (for the moment) i will make an ending statement.
Oh yes, one of those statements that none of you will never understand what the fuck im talking about, probably not even the person its directed to.
It could have been a little more planned out, and then probably it would have been believable. For once though, it's almost unbelievable you would rather go through all the trouble to carry out a lie just to avoid the truth. It's not easy to admit things, even I can't do it...took me almost a year to come to grips with what I wanted and to admit that I might not get it. It's time for you to stand up on your own two feet, shake off the dust and go get what you want and not be afraid to be told you can't have it...because it might all be worth it.
whew.
if i get killed on the cycle, ill come back and murder jesse. why jesse? idk, just because he needs to die. Not sure why though, no reason to want to do so, but hey, er....
ya....
God : Sup
Me : Yo
God : Got any reefer?
Me : Ja
God : Whew, you know its not easy being god you know.
Me : If you smoke enough of this shit though, you might even forget
God : Forget what?
Me : That your god.
God : Oh yeah.
For the record, sparky is going to be boiled and eaten. Little fuckers got a special place in my heart, and i know ill feel bad about this tomorrow....but what the hell. You can't make them all happy.