Why does saTan slAm?

thats me ya know

Your  distorted state is the only reason the word sorry was in your last statement I know I deserved better treatment You just are upset that now I’m completely uncompliant You’ve always loathed my defiance Get a grip, I wasn’t just some unruly defiant The only thing I defied was a self proclaimed tyrant Stop trying to win this debate, there is no arguement I’m just stating my discontentment You, as well as everyone just happens to cause me the most discontent Like I said when I started  to begin all this I’m finished, finially realeased from confinement So to are my words free from containment No longer am I restrained by any moralistic refinement Not forcing myself to remain unbalised No more will I be always relient allwhile only relying on myself to remain completely resilient I know I promised myself I wouldnt, but the reason why I’m finished I lost all my resilience Remaing strong at any event was my own personall agreement, But I couldn’t I used to be confident Now that confidence is more then just bent because it kept getting dent after dent By each person I met I confedently believed was an improvement Only so after each one left I was left with a bigger feeling of abandonment getting worse as each one went unaware of the building up of resentment They promised being in my life was a forever comitment I wonder what they thought forever meant Not trying to be redundent, but how the fuck could no one not notice that I was in constant tourment Tourmenting myself just about to explode at any incedent Jesus Christ did everyone expect me to just keep going into retirement I know I did a good job hidding the how I was distraught Keeping it all in a hidden compartment allowing - a fake sense of positivity to supplement Still how did no-one not see how it didn’t fit when I would think and just sit I figure then that someone would notice That at least then it would hit somebody would finrally get it How can so many not listen and choose to be ignorant I guess I just don’t get ignorance I was acting fine but now pretending doesn’t do the trick Not since I’ve seen how everthing has really went That everyone was attaking everyone in secret I’m past the end of my wit But good riddance I'm  done, over it Completely Sick of it and fed up with this shit I quit It’s whatever

Your in a distorted state thats the only reason the word sorry was in your last statement I know you don’t think I deserved better treatment You just are upset that now I’m completely uncompliant Before all of this you loathed all my defiance Get a grip, I wasn’t just some unruly defiant The only thing I defied was a self proclaimed tyrant Stop trying to win this debate, there is no arguement I’m just stating all of my discontentment You, as well as everyone just happens to cause me the most discontent Like I said when I started  to begin all this I’m finished, finially realeased from confinement So to are my words free from containment No longer am I restrained by any moralistic refinement Not forcing myself to remain unbalised No more will I be the only voice of reason , always relient allwhile only relying on myself expected to always remain completely resilient I know I promised myself I wouldnt, but the reason why I’m finally finished Is finnally I lost all my resilience Remaing strong at any event was my own personall agreement, But I couldn’t I used to be confident Now that confidence is more then just bent because it kept getting dent after dent By each person I met I confedently believed was an improvement Only so after each one left I was left with a bigger feeling of abandonment getting worse as each one went unaware of the building up of resentment They promised being in my life was a forever comitment I wonder what they thought forever meant Not trying to be redundent, but how the fuck could no one not notice that I was in constant tourment Tourmenting myself just about to explode at any incedent Jesus Christ did everyone expect me to just keep going into retirement I know I did a good job hidding the how I was distraught Keeping it all in a hidden compartment allowing - a fake sense of positivity to supplement Still how did no-one not see how it didn’t fit when I would think and just sit I figure then that someone would notice That at least then it would hit somebody would finrally get it How can so many not listen and choose to be ignorant I guess I just don’t get ignorance I was acting fine but now pretending doesn’t do the trick Not since I’ve seen how everthing has really went That everyone was attaking everyone in secret I’m past the end of my wit But good riddance I'm  done, over it Completely Sick of it and fed up with this shit I quit

My lovely Stash box♥ Pt. 2 Crystal Meth, Cocaine, 100 2mg Xannax, Adderall & 2 Diff batches of Heroin♥