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i am an adult, and i am ok i hate old misery gutses winging all day you see i am a cool adult oh yeah i live my life to the full, like it’s a big adventure people are calling me a big fat boy, and i hate it so much burt i am a cool adult anyway i think i am better than anyone else cause i like helping the homeless while i asm trying to get people to help the poor with me so they don’t be a **** that they are today you see i hate pats voice in my head cause i really liked him, and they are trying to turn me off him ya see like i know i am an adult, but i am not awn old biddy i don’t wanna be a cool kid, cause cool kids bully, and i am no bully i love my life too much to bully anyone my dad was a weird kind of fellow, treating me like the cool kid, i never wanted to be when i was young i wanted to be a cool kid, now an adult i am an adult, i told my dad, in the cosmos and dad is now a little girlie, betty, oh dear betty ya see, i am living my life right buddy ole chum ole pal i am an adult adults don’t discipline adults are creative like me adults are nice like me i like patrick when we were younger we joked around together about TV shows and watched FOOTY together and partied together, and cause of all that, i was wanting pat to come to the nightclub or the club with me that is when his voice started saying, I AM NOT YA DADDY please, i am not trying to force patrick to be my daddy i thought we were good mates or friends please don’t give me delusions like dad, patrick was nice to me i am living alright without him as a mate, but it would be great to get rid of that daddy figure, out of him, and me because dad is dead, and i went crazy before dad died, ok throwing my iPad over the balcony, i still like computers i am no woosey for life, dad hated that, i felt it was the reason why he died so he can tease me with his next life i hate dad putting his daddy in my mate patrick, because, my mental illness still forces me to be crazy only rich arrogant ***** are nasty to me dad was a **** ok i never really made him smile if anything, i want dads next life to sort of make him understand what i visioned, but in the next 6 years, ok i will help the force treat dad like a shy girl how does it feel DAD
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Feb 22, 2015
Feb 22, 2015 at 12:12 AM UTC
turn dad to betty the shy girl, no harm to betty campbell who is dad
i am an adult, and i am ok i hate old misery gutses winging all day you see i am a cool adult oh yeah i live my life to the full, like it’s a big adventure people are calling me a big fat boy, and i hate it so much burt i am a cool adult anyway i think i am better than anyone else cause i like helping the homeless while i asm trying to get people to help the poor with me so they don’t be a **** that they are today you see i hate pats voice in my head cause i really liked him, and they are trying to turn me off him ya see like i know i am an adult, but i am not awn old biddy i don’t wanna be a cool kid, cause cool kids bully, and i am no bully i love my life too much to bully anyone my dad was a weird kind of fellow, treating me like the cool kid, i never wanted to be when i was young i wanted to be a cool kid, now an adult i am an adult, i told my dad, in the cosmos and dad is now a little girlie, betty, oh dear betty ya see, i am living my life right buddy ole chum ole pal i am an adult adults don’t discipline adults are creative like me adults are nice like me i like patrick when we were younger we joked around together about TV shows and watched FOOTY together and partied together, and cause of all that, i was wanting pat to come to the nightclub or the club with me that is when his voice started saying, I AM NOT YA DADDY please, i am not trying to force patrick to be my daddy i thought we were good mates or friends please don’t give me delusions like dad, patrick was nice to me i am living alright without him as a mate, but it would be great to get rid of that daddy figure, out of him, and me because dad is dead, and i went crazy before dad died, ok throwing my iPad over the balcony, i still like computers i am no woosey for life, dad hated that, i felt it was the reason why he died so he can tease me with his next life i hate dad putting his daddy in my mate patrick, because, my mental illness still forces me to be crazy only rich arrogant ***** are nasty to me dad was a **** ok i never really made him smile if anything, i want dads next life to sort of make him understand what i visioned, but in the next 6 years, ok i will help the force treat dad like a shy girl how does it feel DAD
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Feb 22, 2015
Feb 22, 2015 at 12:12 AM UTC
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