"my gang" doesnt exist...life is for chums and so is everything else... bite me b***h
I Hate Everything
hmm... poems?
Danger
I live in a place that is always cold A place full of hate and anger And the stories my eyes have never told put you in the most danger.
i don't know.. i wrote it when i was out of my mund.. but most of my poems come when i am not in the correct mindset to be normal for me.... not that I am normal... tell me what you think if you read it! Thank yous! Fiona Tompson