Monday, November 27, 2006

There i go thinking of you again.you don't know how sick you make me,you make me fucking sick to my stomach..evrytime i think of you, i PUKE..you must not know ,you may not think you do,but you do everytime i think of you,i PUKE..i was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little poem but off the dome would probably be a little more,more suitablefor this type of song..i got a million reasons on the top of my head that i can think a sixteen bars just ain't enough to put some ink at... So FUCK IT,i'm start right here,i'll just brief i'm about to rattle off some of the reasons..i knew i shouldn'tgo and get another one..NOW i got two..now i'm sitting here with your name on my skin..i can't believe i went and did this stupid shit again..my next boyfriend now his name gotta be [ ] zzzzzz!!!!1 if you only knew how much i hated you for every mother fucking thing you've ever put us through the i wouldn't be standing here crying over you..you don't know how sick you make me..you make me fucking sick to my stomach..everytime i think of you,i PUKE..I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a letter but i thought a song would probably be a little better instead of a letter that you'd probably just shred up/YEAH/ i shumbled on your name yesterday and it make me stop and think how much of a wasteit'd be for me to put some ink..a stupid piece of paper i'd rather let you see how mush i fucking hate you and a freestyle you are a fucking coke head gUy. i hope you get to HELL and SATAN sticks a needle in your eyes..i hate your name you fucking idiot,i hope you DIE...DIE...DIE...but please don't get me wromg,i'm not bitter or mad..not that i still love you,it's not cause i want you back..it's just that when i think of you it make wanna YACK..but what else can i do..i haven't get a clue..now i guess i'll just move on..i have no choice but everytimei think of you now all i wanna do is PUKE...you don't know how sick you make..you make me fucking sick to my stomach..everytime i think of you i PUKE..you must just not know how and you may not think but you do everytime i think of you.....
I PUKE...I PUKE ABOUT YOU....


i'm what i'm always, don't you judge me so.