it isn't my life, this much you've made clear youre an asshole, a scumbag, a horse's big rear you might be blood, but i could care less you want to prove youre tough?? give it a rest! you could be the weakest link but for that you'd have to win to even become brainless would be smarter than you even then but lets not kid ourselves. you might be my brother all that means is that we came from the same mother you like living in this hellhole i don't and if you ask if you can go with me you sure as hell won't and the world goes on oblivious to our screams and our cries to our forced smiles, fake laughter and oblivious black lies ive said it before, youre a scumbag, ive said it for so long the way you treat your girl, your friends and me?? prove me wrong.
Reason for writing:
this one went out to my brother...the asshole
Birth sign: Aries
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