20.3.10
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havent been on this in a long time. been busy with, stupid as school, truthfully only going because my moms wants me too. making music, suprised that i have the buzz that i have, niggas on twitter and all this other shit talking about me. i was hearing this from other people, still dont really beleive the shit tho, but whatever. its crazy how people finally like me. like, its other kids that can releate to the shit im yapping about. the kids that you too fuck with me in middle know my lrics now, the fucking irony. swag me the fuck out b. but, im not happy with life. as much " succesess" that i have at my age, as elite my follwoing of my cult( ofwgkta) is, and fucking cool people think i am or as happy and fun i seem, i just want to end it. it's alot that no one knows, and it sucks. have no one too talk too. i just want to vent out but, i can't. i mean, no emo faggot or nothing but everyone needs someone to talk to, and everyone does but, no matter how close i am with anyone weather its davon or travis or whoever, i still trust no one. i find myself making songs about alot more evil shit more and more everytime i make music. for the past year, almost every instrumental i composed have been dark. the dark that gives you chills, an erie form of sound, and it's begining to scare me. i look back at old you tube videos in the 10th grade or so when i would smile alot. just a wild cray kid loving his life. now, at times, only at times, when im smiling or whatever, its to cover up the fac that i want to kill. kill my family. i hate this living situation. no alone time, to come at peace with myself. to look in the mirror and find tyler, not wolf haley or ace or whoever. i wished my mother was here. shit would have been way better off. but eh, who's to fucking blame. thats life. 24 minutes.
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im a fuckin junior and barely can make a friend. that depresses the hell out of me. the only thing i hav is my bike and a pencil. at lunch all i do is sit in a cubicle and write poems and draw stuff that are sick as fuck. and after school i bike circles around lb. the only thing that cracks a grin on my face is wind in my hair, clothes, and a fair maiden. but it goes away in seconds cause it hurts to think about the future.
iwish i had a cult following of cubs willling to follow me, you penis.
Damn, Tyler.
I really hear you, man.
I know how it feels to want someone to listen to you and I know the feeling of UN-satisfaction even when your seeing your dreams coming true. I know I'm a total stranger, but for whatever it's worth you can hit me up on my email and drop your vents to me and I won't try to give you advice or opinions unless you ask. Sometimes that just makes shit worse.
All love,
Lil.
damn dude. i think youre the shit. one of the realest mother fuckers out there. you do exactly what you want and clearly dont give a fuck about what people think. thats hard to do these days, everyones workin allday everyday for some prize at the end of life. but honestly i think youve found your prize man. youre an amazing artist, everything you touch is fucking gold. dont let anyone else get you down or have control of your emotions. own urself control your own destiney. youre going places and if motherfuckers are holding you back, then leave them behind. the shit you do has a huge impact on me. i've never felt more of a connection to an artist. and i know im not the only one. youre fucking great and you got potential to make the world a better place. some of that probably sounded a little homo. but forreal. sswag the fuck outtt
gw
Check out this song odd future. They really went in. https://m.youtube.com/my_videos
I'm really in the most sacred archives of all time damn btw hi Tyler have a great day
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