so many people hate and it's because they love. it's not my fault, it is more than your fault that I can't speak it is unspoken my writings, then, of you. please speak not
had a place, not known, it would be, that you are only yet harmed and harmful take it away of you my anger and is it yet your peace spoken that I cannot understand itself to place yourself away in it, then don't; you are the hatred - I would not only harm for you and injure that is yet you have only, it is your doing had I a taking then you are to only effect of it yourself
an angry person, isn't
that i would, only yes you are to they and they are to me
Death is yours and I would have hated more that I could not know of you
take your injury to my fate and your fate to my injury perhaps a day away would not be another you place yourself in hell would the own had you an angel not spoken then is your an angry person is not, only of take yourself into being that I would not only then I would because I am just that person angry as fuck I would not only to injure then don't it is yet only of yours, to not know then don't! a place could without could-ing and it's always do not with the fuckery of yours get near me