ew my feet smell

rotting brains decay there worth while im watching a fat lady complain. to many people and all this distruction. i want to hand my arms in for some wings. what did they have to do? but this is my home. far away from words i wish to let stay in the back of my mind. i hate your faces. just as much as you hate mine. lets all be liers for one more day, because where else are we going. we dont care. but i love you for being so sad, for losing yourself in this game. i'll give you a hug to quickly ease the pain. and hopefully your smile wont rub off of your face, and your mustashe is pretty.

good ness