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little daddy waddy ******* his thumb just like a stuck up little brat i am a man, ya know, run of the mill though i am penniless, but that doesn’t stop me from being talented but dad teased me like a stuck up little brat is what he looks like to me yeah, he helped me but i wasn’t his cool kid, back then what is wrong with me to him, i was trying to be a cool kid dad, to me was a nerd cause he probably only liked together people i tried to gain his respect but i learnt together means theory for ***** i am never going to grow up for dad, but he isn’t around anymore i am a real real man and dad was like a little baby wa wa wa wa wa i liked pat in my head, because i didn’t want to pick fights with dad i was visioning dad as a perfect little gentlemen, what’s wrong with that i probably hear laughing at my mental health TV station idea, what is wrong with that that’ll be fun for the poor and suffering to have a mental health TV station mentally ill people love entertaining i hate voices in my head saying to rob my stuff i was a little young dude, who isn’t too woosey for life who’s a little young dude, who isn’t too woosey for life brian’s a little young dude, who isn’t too woosey for life ha ha ha, i hear voices of old mates protecting me they look like geeks who are trying to be like little homely kids dad never understood that i was trying to be nice he didn’t understand i liked partying at shopping centres i wanted to be a real hotshot cool kid, to all the party young dudes, i liked that i chucked a tantrum because dad wanted me to be with disability workers, i wanted more ya know mucking around in groups with them, yeah they are nice but i am an independent artist and writer aqnd youtube entertainer mind you carers are helping me be an independent artist and writer i was having delusions that my mates pat and lyle were treating me like a little cool kid, they ain’t my daddy’s though dad was, i never got on with him, i wish i did dad tried to say, your one of the young dudes, treating me like him and mummy, i hated that, but i tolerate that now i heard old mates saying, leave the more big bad brainy winey, your not like us, NEVER when i committed that awful act on an 11 year old boy, i heard my mate pat say in my head you are not ever going to be treated like one of US young dudes ever again the voices say to me, i am a cool kid to the young dudes, but i ain’t better though then the voices say, ***** are better, i told the voices, i am not a criminal, i am not a pheadphile i am party loving, poetry loving cool man, dude the voices can say **** till they are blue in the face, i ain’t getting worried, but the voices are annoying me all day, I HATE THAT i tried to be a little cool kid playing cool for people going to bed, and dad said, uhhhh! get away from me, kid dad was a man, and now he’s little betty campbell, see ya betty from cool man brian you see dad up there in NIRVANA, i am the only disabled person in our close knit family and you are being forgotten too, in a way, in the cool way, dad did say, he doesn’t wanna be cool well, this affects betty’s mojo
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Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 5:06 AM UTC
dad, getting his own back ha ha
little daddy waddy ******* his thumb just like a stuck up little brat i am a man, ya know, run of the mill though i am penniless, but that doesn’t stop me from being talented but dad teased me like a stuck up little brat is what he looks like to me yeah, he helped me but i wasn’t his cool kid, back then what is wrong with me to him, i was trying to be a cool kid dad, to me was a nerd cause he probably only liked together people i tried to gain his respect but i learnt together means theory for ***** i am never going to grow up for dad, but he isn’t around anymore i am a real real man and dad was like a little baby wa wa wa wa wa i liked pat in my head, because i didn’t want to pick fights with dad i was visioning dad as a perfect little gentlemen, what’s wrong with that i probably hear laughing at my mental health TV station idea, what is wrong with that that’ll be fun for the poor and suffering to have a mental health TV station mentally ill people love entertaining i hate voices in my head saying to rob my stuff i was a little young dude, who isn’t too woosey for life who’s a little young dude, who isn’t too woosey for life brian’s a little young dude, who isn’t too woosey for life ha ha ha, i hear voices of old mates protecting me they look like geeks who are trying to be like little homely kids dad never understood that i was trying to be nice he didn’t understand i liked partying at shopping centres i wanted to be a real hotshot cool kid, to all the party young dudes, i liked that i chucked a tantrum because dad wanted me to be with disability workers, i wanted more ya know mucking around in groups with them, yeah they are nice but i am an independent artist and writer aqnd youtube entertainer mind you carers are helping me be an independent artist and writer i was having delusions that my mates pat and lyle were treating me like a little cool kid, they ain’t my daddy’s though dad was, i never got on with him, i wish i did dad tried to say, your one of the young dudes, treating me like him and mummy, i hated that, but i tolerate that now i heard old mates saying, leave the more big bad brainy winey, your not like us, NEVER when i committed that awful act on an 11 year old boy, i heard my mate pat say in my head you are not ever going to be treated like one of US young dudes ever again the voices say to me, i am a cool kid to the young dudes, but i ain’t better though then the voices say, ***** are better, i told the voices, i am not a criminal, i am not a pheadphile i am party loving, poetry loving cool man, dude the voices can say **** till they are blue in the face, i ain’t getting worried, but the voices are annoying me all day, I HATE THAT i tried to be a little cool kid playing cool for people going to bed, and dad said, uhhhh! get away from me, kid dad was a man, and now he’s little betty campbell, see ya betty from cool man brian you see dad up there in NIRVANA, i am the only disabled person in our close knit family and you are being forgotten too, in a way, in the cool way, dad did say, he doesn’t wanna be cool well, this affects betty’s mojo
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Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 5:06 AM UTC
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