FUCKIN SHIIET. School time means grounding time for me. I just can't seem to keep those grades up. Now i sit here...watching an endless supply of shitty quality internet videos when i could be out destroying my liver and lungs. damn. If you were to take all the thoughts in my heard..dump them on a piece of paper and then make a song...it would sound like this one for the most part
The Good Times Have Sleighed Me...Now I Repent.
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