I feel as though a big fat dyed redheaded with a bad haircut of a monkey is off my back.
That dumb screechy accent of a voice in English calling my name, "HII DEREK~"
no longer exists.
I can finally take fresh air in and sigh in relief.
Good bye my Death note obsessed Antagonist and I welcome you spirit of the my rival.
You no longer am alive to me when you walk past me in P.E.
I am a free man.
Take that you obese, complaining, narutarded, Death note loving desperate whore who always calls out for a boyfriend.
You no longer are in my world.
You're dead!
And I piss on your grave!
So take my shackles as I fly from your cage of insecurities.
You're dead!
Dedicated to:
This girl who always calls out and complains a lot about things.
She's so insercure that she's a waste of sperm so she has to act like a five year old.
Grow up!
Nobody likes you, you desperate pig!
Whoever falls in love with you is a desperate whore.
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get in mah headd.
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