Why me, the war of the world.

It's okay with me and I think im really found. the world offline.

i think real life killed the most.

I'm here with words of til here and still here and always here and i think its so cool and everything.

where else would i go but to god, and to heaven.

i make up the most of my see through shideh and the wars of the internet and tor girls and whatever is left of sexy.

i hated being blind, the most of me lost to gisele bunchen and whether or not shes still married.

i hated simon too, wow sorry I said it again.

This work of mine, I lie through and lay black over gold and deny you.

Oh fuck, it is the saddest morning, where the end of the end is here forever.

I leave you the desperate only. Welcome back to life.