Whatever

Your the only friend that hangs out with me, the only one who thing I'm actually cool.

But let me tell you what i think of you. You stabbed my in the back you dumb idiot.

I'm sorry but someone has to tell you and that someone is me.

You think you're all that drinking and doing drugs well, you're the one who is gonna burn in hell mother freaker for doing all that.

These feelings that i have inside would burn you if it were fire.

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