Oh my fucking Lord Almighty STOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP it.
Yes, You, I am talking to you, the person who knowingly left their putrid ignorance sheild on before they left for work.
You are a cunt, and I am mad at you. And unlike you, I can use words, not just vile body language to get across my feelings.
Who are you, Who am I? All you need to know about me, is that if, and when the time comes, when I start using the proper amount of commas, I will infact kick your ass.
It's never enough to try, you must always succeed, and evermore you realize what you will never be.
I will be someone, I don't know who,
But all I know, is I won't be you.
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