If I died tomorrow, would you even notice? Or would you even realize I was missing?
Bastard, don’t feed me this shit that you care. Stupid ass, I’m not dumb… you couldn’t give a damn fuck about me. If I died you could care less, just one less of your problems to worry about.
Don’t fuck with me, anyone. I am not in the mood to put up with your fucking lies.
Drill everything you have in my face bitch, do it… you’ll wake up wondering what the hell happened to your fucking nose if you do! Try me.
I don’t give a fuck about you either, bitches!
I am such a peace weapon, aren’t I?
~Shadow
