Anti abandons the internet.

it's finally over, thank fucking god.

Wednesday, July 28, 2004

i lost my darkstar belt. so i bought a spitfire belt.

burn me like a calorie. smoke me like a doowop.

choke me like a chicken. hate me like a cop.

read me like a sign, tell me you feel like, "fine"

somethings never change. all you can truely control is yourself. so start doing it.

slam me like onyx, and do a ditty like paperboy.

flick me like a bic, snuff me out like a candle wick

nothing is ever anyone's fault except YOUR OWN, even if you not full grown, you picked your parents before you were born.

pull off my belt like the pin in a grenade. make your self slide away like a DJ's crossfader.

i've ran out of slack on my rope. so imma have to climb the rest of the up this mountain using just my strength, determination, and count on NO HELP from noone.

what else is fucking new?

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