Got off work early and fixed up my room.
Tore out the carpet, painted the walls. Got rid of a bunch junk. For the first time in a while my room doesn't smell like barf, booze, and dog piss. Well, the paint sealer stuff kinda smells like vodka. But, in still staying with mom so woopdiwoop, it's my housemates problem. Justice for my knives he threw away. Found a huge ass tv, thing takes up a third of my room. ****s effin dope.
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I spit bullets in my feet
Every time I speak
So I write instead
And still people want me dead
~msc
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