Sunday, November 13, 2011
Saturday, November 5, 2011
24 Years
24 years,
It still echoes in my head,
no more tears,
just a ton getting out of bed.
You always fail
You never finish
a ship without a sail
we wish you deminish
Negativity wrapped in a joke
To cover up the evil plot
You always made me choke
Hoping to see me rot
When you make it seem,
Like all I say is wrong,
I can never persue a dream,
and I can never grow strong.
and I can never grow strong.
Congratu-fucking-lations.
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Removing hate.
Hate is never to be answered with hate.
All the hate you absorb by not sending forward.
Will disappear from earth when you die.
- Me
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
The world in numbers
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