Swear to God if I would've known better, I wouldn't have done it. Headaches whenever I come upon it. Past mistakes so unfortunate, That when it comes to mind I shun it. When I come upon what was done, I'm the one that will always shun. It was never any fun having to run. Would face any and every fear, Except the man in the mirror. He made mistakes and won't attone. Talked to him and he had a loud tone. Only vicious expressions were shown. Threw a punch and he threw one back. High off adrenaline like it's crack. I looked the menace in his eyes, He looked at me with a cocky smirk. The anger was ambition in disguise, And he really wasn't some jerk. He uppercutted my damn chin, Left jab coming in for the win. Ducked at the last minute. It was my only chance to win it. Haymaker straight to his face. Jab to his chest as he gasped for air. He started to stumble out of place. Powerful move to him without care. He looked at me and said damn. I am you and you are who I am. Accept me, you can be my friend. Told his ass no, this is the end. It's never too late to change yourself. In sickness and in wealth, I'm married to getting better. Heart was cold like December weather. So cold, no help from a sweater. Had to change for the better. The struggle within had to change. New vision feels good, but strange. Looking at the world from a new view. Never base opinions off of a few. The only opinion that matters of you... Is your own.
There once was a man from Nantucket His dick was so long he could suck it He said with a grin as he wiped the cum from his chin "If my ear was a cunt, I'd fuck it"
Wait, it's not garbage, but you be on yo knees next to garbage cans in the alleys where you meet yo customers. No wonder why you post the word, "garbage," so much
No that's because you remind me of garbage Like, your garbage brain can't even think of a proper insult..