YOUR MOM THINKS IM HAWT
but she's the only one. i think that some days that maybe
i like the way i look but then i realise that im drunk. i like the
person i am though. i believe in peer pressure, extinction,
global warming and mother natures fuck up. her faux pas?
the creation of men, maybe im just bitter but right now the
only thing that they have proven good for is a laugh. i love
my friends, my mom, my animals, dance, smoking and drank.
my doctor say i need therapy and my therapist think i need
a doctor i think i need another smoke, another beer and tunes.
my life is a never ending box i dance i drink i school i sleep
but hell im a teenager thats all i need. untill the day i die i'll
keep rocking, keep rocking untill the day i die.









