Well memories come and go...

Thoughts are flyin'
Though my past friends are lyin'

Crap has happen, and shit has gone through
My life's been shit and that was ment on YOU... my Dad.

Sometimes u feel bad like i do, and sometimes you feels like and pile of shit.
Right now i feel both, my memories is slowly coming back to me after all that's happen.
I have the help i need, but it's still rough to get it all out of my mind.

But guess what?

I don't like it at all.. well gotta go. bye




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2011-01-13 @ 20:56:42

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