.Please understand.
.This isn't just goodbye.
.This is I can't stand you.
.This is where the road crashed into the ocean.
.It rises all around me.
.And now we're barely breathing.
.A thousand faces we'll choose to ignore.
.Curse my enemies forever.
.Let's slit our wrists and burn down something beautiful.
.This desperation leaves me overjoyed.
.With fading lights that lead us past the lives that we destroy.
.dont expect me to reply to..hi, whats up, or gay ass shit like that.
.and dont type to me like a fucking twat, use proper english.
I like inriguing conversations, so just talk about anything.
Unless you try to shove your beliefs down my throat, then you can go fuck yourself.
^^ wanna bang around just jot me down on your to do list^^
.Dear trendwhores
.you are Not hardcore.
.you're not original.
.you're not perfection.
.you think your divine because you have longer extensions than some bitch on your 203rd page of friends?
.as fucking if.
.you idiots need to be shot.
.repeatedly.
.Don't like what you read today?.
.Simply GET OFF MY PAGE.
.Don't harrass me because you disagree with my views.
.DON'T jock my shit.
.“If for one minute you think you're better than a sixteen year old girl in a Green Day t-shirt, you are sorely mistaken. Remember the first time you went to a show and saw your favorite band. You wore their shirt, and sang every word. You didn't know anything about scene politics, haircuts, or what was cool. All you knew was that this music made you feel different from anyone you shared a locker with. Someone finally understood you. This is what music is about".
.It's Britnee bitch.
.She's my main hoe.
.mess with her, you'll get dropped.
.she can make me laugh no matter the situation.
.I've learned so much with/from her.
.Like...
.extreme hammocking is hazardous.
.real life rap battles kick ass.
.bark is an addictive substance.
.its always best to rock the pimp robe.
.and that no one will ever be as close, or have as much fun as we do