Instead of talking %#@! why don't you do something about it? It's time for a
change and you're out of style. Shut your $#&@ing mouth because I'm sick of your
%#@!. This is not my scene, I'll walk all over it. I don't give a $#&@ about you

or your fashion. Just like the flu you'll be gone next week. We don't give a
$#&@ about how much you drink because the only thing that matters is the way you
think. With every waking moment I think of love, I think of my passion to speak

my mind where it's not wanted. Better yet, where my words mean more. I'm not
doing this for my heath, I got a chip on my shoulder and I'm calling you out.
Who am I to judge? So act like you knew. Do us a favor, get a $#&@ing clue