another monunment to my old life fell today i laughed when it did i still live in fear that i will still be a kid when i go to meet my maker another one fell to the scourge with no stop helpless frustration because there's nothing i can do or say, to make this go the fuck away to shy away from life till you live in a cell to listen to those holier than thou who say stop or you'll go to hell another life wasted listening to those who don't know who don't know they'll be in hell because of their little show of judgement, you think that we'll listen to another mortal like you' what gives you the right to attack me or not see what i am too?? another turning point, a person with some class one for every two that talks out of their ass its just one of their little quirks you overlook grabbed by the scruff of the neck and really hard you were shook misdirected by what they called the good book so think about what is going on, check your car for dust thanks to the scourge, another one bites the dust. FUCK!
Reason for writing:
i get mad sometimes at religious assholes, those who claim that AIDS is a gay disease and so on and so on
it pisses me off to have to listen to horseshit like that.
Birth sign: Aries
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