How are you?





fool to cry
took with me or hit me or to findout



I feel bad that I was
             I Brain Juice
               I hate what I wrote
                in my opinion
                 I spend a lot of time
                    If a relationship
I sleep
           I have a bed and enough drugs
used for sleeping
                    And I hope
                            something
I know nothing
                I'm not a
                 I'll take care of
                   I feel stupid and bloody pulp
                    I must say it was ugly
                    I feel bad!
          
Please do not ask me
           Please do not touch the plum love
             Or something?