remember the day, write it down
not a damnation, not a prediction, not a bad word, not bad meaning on my side. for reality is.... for life is as crude as you know it is... and you know... you've know war and you fucked up before...
i know you don't read this because i've never told you any of my addresses but this is a fact i know.
life is a bitch and you have contributed for it to be.
so life, my life is a bitch. so life, your life is a bitch. the difference is i fucking fucking wanted fucking make it fucking better but you fucking wanted fucking make it fucking worse.... for the fucking single reason that you fucking fuck the shit out of it fucking before, your fucked fucking wrong, not mine.
i cannot afford keep pushing, they did me this before
you go with the bastards and i go on my own
