Sunday, October 18, 2009
believe it
I feel like getting out. Y'know? Maybe that's why he doesn't like it here either. Smart man, that one. It's going to take me some time but oh trust me, this is for real. New York here I come. I'm getting tired of seeing faces I don't like seeing over and over again. That stuff gets real annoying. People here are just idling by with their life down the shitter. Look at it in different angles if you want but that's the angle I see. It's also the motivation that drives me to get the hell out. I hear some people saying the same things but probably not the same reason. I'm going to be famous one day guys. Believe it.
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