Kill Me, I'm 3 Faced (VII)

me, leo & dameian

my mind. it just works differently. i know i'm just writing these but i really everything connecting in my head. the words, the sounds that go with them.  i know that's me, myself and i and I'm not okay with that so i'm changing things.

this is how i vent shit okay? don't like it? well then, don't read. it's your choice  to read it. not mine, everything I've written, i've meant it.

this is my life to live and i'm not letting anyone control it.

i'm gonna write what i wanna write just you guys are gonna hear what you wanna hear and see what you want too.

and for those who I've done no good too. i'm sorry but those who just wanna standby and avoid shit, well whatever.

yeah, i don't have respect, what the fuck ever. this is the one chance i have to win this game we call life and i'm wasting my turn picking up go to jail cards.

i can be upset any way i choose too. i really am done being subtle, this how i speak. it really is. i don't open my mouth i spill my pen onto paper with nothing more but what i wanna say. it's better than moping around and being and asshole. I've felt ten times better while writing this. and i gonna keep going until i need to use my blood as ink. so i'm gonna continue to do what i do.

i'm gonna keep writing but I'm not apologetic anymore. this is real life, it's not a fucking fairy tale. no story book endings, I'm not gonna end up with someone as much as i want that. it won't happen. no, i'm ending up successful, I'm taking the underdog out of my story.

Their is no second chances, so fuck it.

i might as well say what i want.

do what i want.

listen to who i want too.

and if you don't like it?

well shit, build a bridge and get over it,

Not
My
Problem.