You're the weak, and I'm the tyranny of evil men. But I'm trying, I'm trying real hard to be the shepherd.
XXX.
Friday, January 8, 2010
Monday, January 4, 2010
Thursday, December 31, 2009
A toast.
You're a prime example of a dying breed.
That makes me feel sorry for you.
They don't make them like you anymore.
Here's to you, dad.
XXX.
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Good for you.
I don't care how long you were edge for.
I don't care why you chose to be edge.
I don't care why you broke.
You're just another sellout.
End of story.
Don't ever judge my reasons for being edge again.
XXX.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Glaedelig Jul!
Someone stole my bmx last night.
What a sick cunt.
Hope you didn't notice it had no brakes and ate shit.
Merry Christmas motherfucker.
XXX.
2009
No crazy stories.
No mad adventures.
No real trouble.
What the fuck.
I'm no fun anymore.
I'm getting older.
I'm not getting wiser.
I'm getting boring.
Sigh.
Better luck next year.
XXX.
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