Tuesday, July 27, 2010
I don't know what I want to say.
Who would think it? Not even 20 years old, and I see songs in everything. One day, I'm going to release all of them. Some day, everyone will hear every song I've ever written. Every spiteful word. Every witty pun. Every last bit of it. When that day comes, you'll all know where you stand. Some of you better get the fuck out of my way.
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