see you all the time

im in pain, id put a shot my brain, by the way its never changed, the way ive felt, ive been in a slaughter house, and i go to south, you sound like mickey mouse, going roud my brain like whereabouts, and now, id kill myself for you, thats how much i adore you, and thats the bored you, and sometime i have to ignore you, then they hate on me so im like, no you, cause i know you, and its bo use.