Sex, drugs, rock and roll. Weed, speed, birth control. Life is a bitch so, fuck the world lets get high. If at first you dont succeed try again with better weed. Well damn the effects of being a teenager kicking I cant remember the rest. A poem can mean many different things. That little part of a poem is something my friends and I use to say when we were younger. Looking back at younger days always seems like they were the best, even when you didnt think so back then, but back to the poem. You can get many different things just from those two lines. Just all depends on what type of person you are. That has always been my point though. You can read anything some one wrote a poem, letter, or a short story. The thing is you will never truely know what it is the writer is trying to say unless you ask them what they mean. Thats life though you never know who a person is unless you ask. Same thing with your wants and needs. Is that really what you want or is it just something you have grown accustomed to. See thats what i love about writing. You dont have to pretend who you maybe. A jumble of words can have the most meaning if you can read it right. So what am i writing. How do i use my words. Can you understand it. Dought it but its always fun trying. Oh well, it happens.
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