it’s just all getting worse, this terror attacking universe spotted from my eyes startling this mind. i won’t dictate espeically while i’m in this state, tasting all of my trauma and now i can’t wait for the g8 so i just don’t know what to do, just thinking about you know who?
missing you when i cry with all the goals all on time. altogether now and let me show you all what life is about coz this is my cure when i adore destroying those evil people taking the ride out of my mind.
i’ve got to the bottom of the situation acknowledging the mental state the farmer was in shooting my mate, smiths son his number one in the back, now chapman’s back on track still not smoking crack judging by the state of my hands i can’t do that. remember me, nathan the phsychological advisor message, one day, we will all meet up in the bell the pub where i’ll buy you all a beverage? sorry, i have to pause im sitting here farting so you better tell martin, ricky and the alex’s i didn’t read your text’s on my phone and we will forget about grumpy old brown rubbing up the wrong person from his own town. i told you ricky this isn’t tricky, this is what i’m good at and we won’t forget to tell karens brother steve, to believe in me with our different injuries the c’s and t’s by telling kennedy i am the secret remedy with true honesty supporting my policy. brighton is bent i’ve paid all my rent this job is completely done now that i’ve won waiting for the news to come on, the time is 10 past 10 and i’m still not going to bed just yet because of december 3rd, even the gp at the time heard!
that was written yesterday the war veteran h 111 years of age that day, wednesday the 6th the security scare victory fix reading another quadtrople risk, writing and typing this and saving it all on disc teaching you all brand new tricks, now that you’re all safe from the pain coming from my fists.
the jury’s out, when i think about the grey colour high up in the skyand that’s why this interest rate is getting higher and higher, now meet my van debtor telling the nation demanding this creation, with my own lyrics for this new business now my grandads my whitness passing another 100% test.
Edited by N Chapman, 01 January 2012 - 12:34 PM.




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