MyLittleJessy

I need to talk to someone.... Just.... someone....

When a friend is gone, And we pay all our dues, Most people forget after a year or two. This can be good and bad, as don't dwell on the sad, but would the person forget you, too? For me this is big, As I knew him so well... I hope he's happy wherever he dwells. But I will not forget. And I cannot lose. The friend who made me smile, I will pay more than my dues. I shy away to inform that I was not too kind, when he was kind back; At lest in my eyes... He must have known I was joking, I wished I hoped... But it seems I have unfinished business with that dope... I got to know him some, but on my leave I just played minecraft with

Whatever. I don;t know why I'm writing this. Just am. If I get any comments on this I'm probably gonna chug bleach. :shrug: Fucking.... fuck fuck fuckity fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck of fuckingonia to the fucketh degree of the third dimension of fucking fuck where the fucktoids and the fuck gods reign over the fuckonians, in their fucking towns where they fuck each other while screaming about the fucking fucktoids, fucking all the way to the upper layers of the fucktown where the fucktoids watch from down below, fucking with their fucking eyes to fuck the fuconians and say "Fuck you, we're fucking better than you." So fuck you al, fuck