G.10

Bizarre, my top five in life thus far, kick habits n take a stab at lit, develop a raw writ, fend off an itch with mad wit, talk shit to a piece of paper saying "You've just been Hancock'd b!tch," and be forever a learn.. Who knows, I might be leaking yearns, refill it up by being concerned, not.. Deliver incomprehensive letters to burn, rot.. Palm meet face, don't be alarmed I've sprinkled mace to add charm, envelope thee.. Jot jot.. Hallmark edition, no melody, just a sad intuition and a felony.. Oops, did you rub your eyes, I hate that shit.. My oh my..