I'm out I have things to do.

Ban this little bitch, oh my God i'm banned under one name cause I lost oo ouch oo wee.

Constant bitching, shut the fuck up. Find someone that would tolerate your weight and bust a nut.

Climbing internet windows for exercise, you fat fuck.

You got to cut your arms because net people piss you off.

Once you slit your wrist you breathe better.

Your veins wish they never existed because they praying for a consistent flow kind of like your songs.

No one should have ever showed me your picture.
Done.

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