Who the fuck are you!

Whowç are you
Had in some moments dig down
A Tçugh Motherfucker according to my father,
sing me operate when mom was dying, oprate I mean spending
9 days she was in a comma, plus add 6 other days she went obviously bad
but stil able to laugh at me. I literally saw her day to day descending into death,
who the fuck am I ?
I wanted to call my father 2 hourss ago, just to hear his voice and in my head said a goodby,
I live in a shitty town full of Marrocans I do call them out and not only call them out for their thefts,
they did steal one of my friends bar, so I will call them out and then goes the fighting, I told the idiot
what was he planning, since I don´t care I´m already dead, my mother hopefully she does not has acces
from heaven to this weird platform, point being, you fucking idiots as the day before yester could
make me a bit off if you physically to attack me, you know it. Going to teach you… Yoga?
Maybe a toga goes better in the neck, little dumb shits these ones.

3 comments

  1. Trust me From
    Personal Experience
    Every Loving Mother’s
    Greatest Wish
    Is For the
    Son To
    Save
    Himself
    As That is
    The only one Who
    Is Gonna Do It Keep
    Transforming the
    Anger into
    Poetry
    And
    Yes Grant
    Your Mother
    Who has passed
    Away the Greatest
    Gift
    Of
    Saving
    Yourself
    Do that For
    Her As You
    Do It For
    You
    This
    Way
    Her Love
    BReATHES oN
    As You
    And
    She
    Never
    Really Dies
    This is How
    We Keep
    Those
    Who
    Die
    Resurrected Alive
    If You can’t
    Do it
    For
    You Do
    It For Her….
    Trust me When
    i Sing i’ve
    Seen
    The
    Bottom Floor…
    Rise My Friend…🔥

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