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you turned me evil

Member since 2003 · Posted 27 Dec 2004 · 5 comments

you made me evil but thats all right i lay out white ribbins every night limited supply, crack heads gotta fight now i aint no squire im the king of the liars from E's to zanees slingin coke and trees i know where my lifes goin to lead i just hope it doesnt end up like "requiem for a dream" mind tricks mind tricks, its moms gift so i guess i learn quick i have'nt asked ma for a thing make my own cash, i aint under her wing i make breezees do tricks for me not the other way around i aint no pantie any ways you cut your hella short why? im still gonna be an artist im goin to get an apartment in new york. one day we can talk i didnt leave because of you i left because of ma.

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[8] dancin_n_da_moonlite 27-Dec-04/10:37 PM Reply

nice

[10] Lifeboatman 28-Dec-04/5:12 AM Reply

enjoyed it.. 10

[10] Shardik 28-Dec-04/2:47 PM Reply

Lol, New York is a mighty place.
You should fit in just fine.

[n/a] Jeremi B. Handrinos › Shardik 28-Dec-04/9:06 PM Reply

I miss you Brandon, and I love you.
I think you will be good at what ever
You decide you'd like to be good at.
I'd wish you a merry christmas, and
say some stupid shit about life and love,
and how things work, but I think you and
I know better than that, and I also
think we know eachother's minds,
I am fine, the kids are great.
you are an Uncle again to a beautiful
Boy his name is Cyrus, maybe magic
Like you and I, or maybe not.
We'll see, I wrote a book, it was published.
I finaly got a commercial, so a bit of money.
I pray you are well, but I know you would
tell me if you weren't. Sorry about mom,
And I, but I've decided that she hurts my
mind to much to be around, and because I'm
A man, I can do that, she is a tsunami
her aftermath disgusts even men of god.
but you are a prince, and I am your brother
Older, I might add, Our love is from the stars.
We must always keep counsel.

[7] Jill Stockinger 22-Dec-20/5:09 PM Reply

Not bad!