Today I saw an 8-year-old? girl with cellulite. Poor thing. I wonder what her brainless parents feed her.
A 10-year-old? boy holding a cig.
And a bunch of 8/9-year-olds told me to suck their balls while I was running. At least they were impressed by my stamina and thought I was pretty…
Children are a miracle. Each and every one of them. I hope I have like 10-12 by tomorrow.
There goes my faith in humanity once more.
Don’t do love, don’t do friends,
I’m only after success.
Don’t need a relationship,
I’ll never soften my grip.
Want it fast, want it hard.
Don’t need money, don’t need fame,
I just wanna change.
I know exactly what I want and who I want to be.
I know exactly why I walk and talk like a machine.
One-track mind, one-track heart,
If I fail, I’ll fall apart…