So, it was suggested by some that I write. About music. So, I did. And once that happened, I was told to post it on a blog. So I thought, where's the harm?
Enjoy. And if you don't, feel free to go fuck yourself.
Sunday, 28 March 2010
I don't know my real father is
The fact I may have fucked my half-sister unintentionally keeps me awake at night.
I'm passionate, which is why I'm so very very abusive. I love music, regardless of genre, as long as it's good.
But, you don't really care about this, you just want to read lots of swearing, don't you?
Feel free
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