I know my shits angry, perhaps a bit crass, but if you don't like it, just kiss my white ass. I write from the heart, though there isn't much left, of love, and of caring, I'm simply bereft. I'm tired of people, they're so fucking fake, they don't give a shit. but they'll sure fucking take. There are a good few, but few, that's the key. I can't be the only fucking one that sees. They take what they want, and then piss on the rest, so watch who you trust is one thing I suggest.
© Richie Croteau