another one bites the dust.
i shoulda known man i really should have. from now on in life im not setting my expectations high for anything. for real. whats the point? im goin back to my roots. system of a down. fuck bullshit. fuck love man. shit aint real. its a figment of my imagination. how can you love someone but not want to be with them? isnt that shit like an oxymoron. moron. ha. fuck it. im over bullshit like this. its not worth it. im not layin my heart out on the line anymroe for awhile. im not sayin i love you in a relationship for at least a couple months if i do get in another one that is. we're too young for love. shit changes people change. im understanding this. how can we make plans for the future when we dont even know whats gonna happen tomorrow? everything in the world can be taken away from you in a second. you're life, love, happiness, reason to strive for more, laughter, your money. anything. yo fuck the government too. all them fuckin politicians are nothing but bullshitters. none of them deserve shit. george bush is a fuckin robot. wait wait nvm robots are ALOT smarter than that dumbass motherfucker. monkeys are smarter than that motherfucker. fucking birds are smarter than that motherfucker. i met a cool dog the other day. nigga could throw the ball up in the air on his own and catch it. i love music man. thats the only thing i truly love. its never been bad to me. or argued with me. or been mean to me. or ignored me. or lied to me. or mislead me. its been nothing but good to me. music is a way of opening yourself up to shit, a way to vent man. its kinda like how you might introduce yourself to someone that you dont really know and you immediately click with them and they accept you for who you are. ive met some new people lately. i miss my old niggas. but hey man shit happens. shit really happens. stupid shit. sweet shit. fucking ridiculous shit. FUCK school. i hate math analysis that bitch is whack and has a huge ass fucking head. go back to wherever you're from bitch. and mrs. dousenbitch, if that lady has a husband or kids im suprised they havent killed themselves. her voice man i swear one day ill prolly hit her. car accidents are gay. i want more money. i want my own car. i want to be happy as shit. right now im sad/frustrated/mad and finally tired of bullshit. fuck it. i should have never taken FUCK BULLSHIT off my myspace scrolling shit. girls just like to hurt me i guess. idk. maybe everything does happen for a reason. but whats the reason for this? answer me this question and ill give you a dollar.