

it's okayToday, I made a few ounces of coke by killing some guy for my friend. Not that it’s a big deal, but it is nice to know that when I pick up the odd job, I get a fair trade back. It’s handy. The cops are clueless as to the subject of me but I don’t really care. I’m so high; once again, it’s okay though because no one will ever know. Now that I’m home, I have nothing to do, I just sit and watch the world pass by outside. Watch the young school kids run around like they’ve got a million years to live. Not everyone lives you know. All these little children will grow up one day and see that there’s more to life then toy cars and plastic dolls. Someit's okay
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Hi
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"Why do I put up with her shit?...
..Answers simple...
..Shes fucked up, and I Love her."
puKiboy
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... I am the princess in there, nothing wrong in my fantasy world ...
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