Thursday, May 12, 2011

There is a time when I want to write I think it is now but funny when you write you get more depressed writing what you want to write so much I forgot when was the last time I felt happy after writing or reading but that's fine for me as long as this chicken stop walking on my folders hey! I spit phlegm on your beak, bird, a flacid dick on your head prrftt.

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