life
how do we know how long we live? when we will die? how we live? how rich will we be? how da fuck will we know? some say its predestined. some say its in our hands. well fuck all you thinkers. i want to lead a happy life.
women
fuck you bitches, hello? please be considerate for us guys man. we ain't those rich bastards you find driving Posches or Ferraris, i'm just a dick pedaling on 2 wheels. if you don't like us don't stick to us, .$$ bitches, please. GROW UP and don't think you're always right. the world is changing
famliy
nothing much to say. lalalalalalala
money
fuck you, makes me more irritated. bleah
bikes
ho fuck, i want this and that. MONEY again. fuck it
people
oh, all you bastards, ain't happy with me eh? fuck off. who gives a fuck about you, run back to your mommies n poppies. don't accuse me of stuff i didn't do bitches/sluts. you'll get yours soon.
some good shit. really churns up the mood to ride
Base Jumpers - Flying
Tuesday, August 26, 2003
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