fugly, ugly. huh?

i'm afraif that i am going to fail.
i'm not a failure.
but i am not a "diddy" person. if you know what i mean.
i dont do everything. i do what i wanna do.
i study if i want to. i dance, sing, and even i yell at people.
those things never stop me to keep moving forward.
i wanna go home. then, i will go home.
i wanna have kids, i will have two, or maybe hundreds.
i do what i wanna do.

i am ugly. i face it. i am a big fat liar, i face it. but i am not.
having big problems is nothing.
actually, you have no problem. but, eventually, you make and think that that thing is a problem. you keep thinking and thinking, and then, what will happen next? you're stressed, depressed, and left behind.

even though, you are a fugly little whore, doesn't make you a real bad person right?
i love people qwho think that they are bad and blablblabla.
but, the thing is, dont think too deep. it'll hurt you, real bad.
careful,ayt?