Who in the HELL would teach that... pussies are such a problem that Dicks should be enjoyed as toys. Were better off friends, cause girls are boys and boys aint Men. Theyre babies that their Mommas befriend, cause Mommas defend and nurture what they shouldnt have been. We know they grow up, but not all relationships end. They stay where theyre at expecting all the rules to bend. Why study a curve, when theory is just thoughts and words. If practice makes perfect, theyre fine with repressing an urge, till Blessings are Curses. Dead beats cant be nothing, but Pervs. They got what they got and they should get what getters deserve. Both halves of the pot. Responsible for shooting a bird and leaving with not. Theyre not what you T.H.O.T. You heard. These kickers of rocks, where thrown stones and sticks emerge. Id rather get shot and stabbed than to live on the verge and die like my dad. I didnt know Id miss what I had and it hurt me so bad, Id rather hide than bother my dad. I hate that I cried, so I could live and honour these lies that tug at my ribs. Its like my heart beat me inside. So whats to forgive. Im in here like tears in my eyes... Im being sincere.
Posted on: Tue, 08 Jul 2014 11:30:44 +0000