"superman" poems
I am not superman.
I carry around guns for protection.
I have killed many
And never was sorry.
I have stolen from men
who have stolen from others.
Do not look at me as a savior,
Not even as a big brother,
because I am nothing of a role model.
My wings have broken
and I don't even have a place to call home.
Pain is written on my skin with the smirk of a devil
leaving cracks all over for sorrow to sneak its way in and bury itself deep into my bones.
So give me hope because I'm not man enough to create my own.
I keep putting other's lives before mine hoping that counts as love
but wind up realizing that doesn't count as anything
Trust me, I'm no superman.
I can't even save myself.
I've burned my cape in the fires of hell because I've been there enough
to know I can't wear it anymore.
I have flaws enough to fill the ocean and I'm sick of drowning
and I'm tired of counting dead bodies
and I’m tired of swimming through waves I'm not big enough for.
So hear the violin and piano play my symphony
of the fallen man.
I never said I could fly.
I never said I could save your life.
I never gave up though.
So hold me tight and let me finally break and fall into the arms of someone I can trust and someone I know that'll keep my heart safe buried next to theirs.
I've played wicked games and lost too many times and now I just want to sleep.
I'm tired of turning up black and blue
But I'll do anything to protect you.
If you were never here then I would have ended this a long time ago.
I would have welcomed the salt water into my lungs
Or fall asleep in a tree and meet death in the morning as I hang in silence.
But now I beg for hope because I'm torn apart.
But I know am seen as your superman so I’m going to hang on with all my might,
And live this life with you
as a hero
as your superman.
Sep 17, 2013
Sep 17, 2013 at 7:17 AM UTC
Like superman to your batman
I actually got power
Power with ink,
Power with flow
Don't even blink
I'll make your mind blow
Like my cape to your batmobile
How does it feel?
Knowing I can fly,
You just spinning your wheels
Throwing around money
While I'm saving the world
Like my Lois Lane to your Robin
I'll actually get the guy
You sitting there cryin
Cause money don't but happiness
Neither does fame
Just writing what I feel
And you'll never be the same
My Clark Kent to your Bruce Wayne
Might as well just give up
Cause you'll never be me
I'm just made of stronger stuff
Its the end of the line
Especially for you
Maybe it's time
To figure out what else you can do...
Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 6:46 PM UTC
Wednesday, February 28, 2018
5:43 PM
Sa panahon ngayon uminom ka ng maraming salitang "mag ingat ka".
Dahil sa mundong ginagalawan mo hindi ka sigurado.
Hindi ka tiyak sa mga makakasalubong mo at lalong hindi ka tiyak sa seguridad mo.
Tao ka lang at di imortal na may kapangyaring i time machine ang nakaraan, kung sakaling bawiin na ito.
Hindi ka mutant na kayang patigilan ang mga taong may masamang balak sayo.
At lalong hindi ka super hero para di tamaan ng mga balang hatid sayo ng mundo.
Hindi ka si superman na may kakayahang hindi makaramdam ng sakit.
Na kung sa panong paraan, hindi ko 'yon alam.
Tama na ang pagpapanggap.
Hindi kana tulad ng dating matibay.
Kasi matibay ka lang.
Hindi kana tulad ng dating malakas para sabihing kaya mo ang lahat.
Kasi kinakaya mo lang.
Para kang si joker na kahit nakasimangot may malaking ngiti parin sa labi.
Pinapaalala ko lang sayo,
hindi lahat ng tumatawa ay masaya.
Hindi kana bata para sa tuwing iiyak ka ay may handang sumaklolo para pawiin ang lungkot mo.
Hindi din mapa ang makakapagsabi ng lugar kung saan ka dapat magtungo, bagkos hanapin mo ito.
Tulad ng isang batang nawawala,
Sabik at handang tanawin ang bukas.
Hindi para tumakas kung hindi para hanapin ang lugar na magpapasaya sayo.
Hindi lahat ng tao ay totoo, iba ay balatkayo.
Hindi ako sigurado sa paghakbang mo kasama ako ay hindi ko masusugatan ang mga paa mo.
Kung ako ba ang makakapag pahilom ng sugatan **** pagkatao.
Kasi tulad mo duguan din ako.
Hindi ko 'yon masisigurado.
Kaya uulitin ko sayo,
Sa mundong ito,
Inumin mo ang salitang
"mag ingat ka".
May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 8:26 AM UTC
You played your cards and played them Right,
You should be proud, you won the Fight
You bit the bullet, just like superman Would
SO Funny Lots of folks never thought you Could
They placed your name in print, trying to throw you Down
When all was said and done, They were looking like a Clown
Now for the main attraction, Let's cut the Cake,
SO you can show the world you have what it Takes
Nov 9, 2016
Nov 9, 2016 at 9:10 AM UTC
...about to do FORTY YEARS...
**how much
more do
you need
to see
that you
are in
a tyranny?**
This is akin to handing Socrates a poisoned vial
Dre,
in his new documentary on HBO...
he says,
if it doesn't feel right
I'M OUT.
* Does THIS feel right? *
a million+white kids feel yah,
a million plus
feel
yah
TIME
TO GET OUT!
9/29/2017
If I were a White Judge,
Man
what i would give to
have gone to law school
and been a White Judge
Right Now
A Black Capitalist acts like J.P. Morgan
* *"Off the chain I leave CONGRESS soft in the brain cause SCUMBAGS still want the fame,
off the name, First of all, you ain't STOLE long enough to be fu ckin with me
and you, you ain't strong enough
So whatever it is you puffin on that got you think that you
Superman I got the Kryptonite, should I smack him with my **** and the mic?"* *
-DMX (sic)
reverse
psychology
works
don't it?
Jul 15, 2017
Jul 15, 2017 at 6:02 PM UTC
my math teacher once said that the reason superheroes came about in the USA was because americans are the ones who needed the most saving
i didn't know if i should've been offended on behalf of the kids in my class
my math teacher isn't american yet i found my mind wandering throughout his lesson on polynomials
i thought about super heroes in comic books
batman, superman, ironman, wonderwoman
someone had to do the saving
but they all saved the world
maybe they saved individuals i don't know
americans are the ones who need the most saving
we're the ones who need the most saving
teenagers are the ones who need the most saving
i'm the one who needs the most saving
not from batman or superman or wonderwoman
i need to be my own hero and
save myself
Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 11:51 PM UTC
You look at me and you frown in jealousy.
Yeah, you secretly know I have swag.
Pants a little low, black and red shirt that says
“Sit down and learn from the Master,”
and a matching hat that states what you already know-
“FRESH”
You taste the bitterness of your words as you whisper lies to my back.
Yeah, you secretly know I don’t care.
Pants a little low, red and yellow shirt that says
“My swoosh is bigger than yours”
and a matching hat of who you think I resemble-
Superman
You hear the high pitched hissing that I’m doing well and hope that I fail.
Yeah, you secretly know I’ll succeed.
Pants a little low, black and blue shirt that says
“Just Did It”
and a matching hat that reminds you of what you need to do-
“OBEY”
You touch my strong shaped shoulders with yours and utter no apology.
Yeah, you’re secretly freaking out with excitement.
Pants a little low, blue and red shirt that says
“Don’t Bro Me If You Don’t Know Me”
and a matching hat with the best known bickering buddies-
Tom and Jerry
You smell my confidence in the aroma of chocolate axe and you pinch your nose.
Yeah, you’re secretly going to buy it later.
Pants a little low, black and white shirt that says
“Don’t sweat my swag”
and a matching hat that proclaims my feelings for you-
“I <3 Haters” and under the brim it says why-
“MOTIVATION”
Sep 10, 2014
Sep 10, 2014 at 10:17 PM UTC
One.
When my mom found us asleep in my bed at 4am and screamed at you to 'Get the **** OUT of her house,' you texted me the very next morning and asked to see me as though it never even happened.
Two.
When my family went out of town without me for Thanksgiving, we stayed the whole day at your place and watched foreign movies and ate pasta.
Three.
On our first date, we sat in your car until 3am just... talking.
Four.
When my sister really wanted that new Pokemon game and my local Walmart sold out, you voluntarily drove almost 5 towns over just so she could get it because you knew I couldn't for her.
Five.
The first time we had *** I cried. I still don't know why. You held me the whole time.
Six.
You woke me up with tickets to one of my favorite musicians of all time, for a tour I didn't even know about.
Seven.
When my dogs died, you stayed up with my the whole night as I cried. Both times.
Eight.
The first time you kissed me was at a gas pump at 10pm after I changed out of my blouse and into my hoodie.
Nine.
You took me to Buffalo Wild Wings even though you're a vegetarian. You even put up with my singing each 2008 Billboard Top 100 song as it played. I could tell you were embarrassed for me, but you laughed and kissed me anyway.
Ten.
When I told you I hadn't been to the art museum, you took me. When I told you I'd never been to Chipotle, you took me. When I told you I hadn't felt safe in years, you made me feel the safest I ever have.
Eleven.
After you kissed me the first time, you admitted the thing that "made" you kiss me was my purple-stained lips after I ate Superman ice cream while belting out songs terribly and sitting in the passenger seat of your car.
Twelve.
When I told you that you were a terrible tipper and I was a waitress, you immediately stopped tipping terribly.
Thirteen.
You left me a voicemail telling me you appreciated me, that you felt lucky to have me, and you claimed you didn't deserve me. While I disagree, I felt it. That was the first time I heard you say "I love you" before you had actually said the words "I love you."
Nov 30, 2016
Nov 30, 2016 at 11:27 PM UTC
He opens his Star Wars: A New Hope lunch box
Inside a hippies dream.
**** in baggies that have the superman symbol
And Batman symbol on them
Tabs of LSD
And molly.
Hunter S. Thompson would have a field day
©Gambit '13
Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 2:47 PM UTC
When I was a child,
I dreamt I could fly,
When I woke, I tried for a while
As hard a I might, it was a lie!
When I was a child,
I dreamt I could breathe
Under water for a while.
Awake I tried but air I need!
As I grew up, those silly dreams I forgot,
Until one day I jumped out of a plane,
With a parachute, the wind I caught.
Flying like Superman, it was insane!
As I grew up, those silly dreams I thought I forgot,
Until I dove deep down under water,
With scuba gear that I bought.
Swimming like a mermaid was not bother!
Looking back now, I see
Those silly little dreams
Were always a part of me.
Dreams come true, it seems!
Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 8:22 AM UTC
You're 'heroes' aren't real people
They're drawings and hopes and tales
Real heroes are the ones that help
They're the ones that really care.
Now, don't get me wrong,
Superman is great and all
But he's really just a figure
Just strong and buff and tall.
Batman, Spiderman, they're figures too,
Their stories tell ones of crime
But I know some even better ones
Some stories really worth the time.
It's the kids that don't get noticed
The ones that are left behind
You can't put the name to face,
But they've been there this whole time.
Everyone comes before they do,
They're ready to make a change
They help, sacrifice, volunteer
And you always found it strange.
Does it seem so weird, now?
Have you grown up and seen it for real?
They're the Superman, Batman, Spiderman too
They're the ones that helped people heal.
Remember that day you dropped your books?
Remember when you felt so alone?
It's those kids that helped and lent a hand
They're the ones that should be known.
So next time you pick up a comic
Even you, in your growing age,
Superheroes are the ones in real life
Not the fighters on a page.
Apr 25, 2013
Apr 25, 2013 at 5:14 PM UTC
dear clark,
rip off your suit and save me already.
i'm lost.
love, lois
Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 1:18 PM UTC
its said that children dream
of magical heroes,
much like hercules.
or superman.
the avengers.
or power rangers.
they place all their faith
in these mythical strangers.
strangers who fight all the "bad",
and restore all the "good",
as if the heroes themselves,
are never misunderstood.
as if superman,
never lost a single fight,
and the red power-ranger,
never tossed and turned at night.
as if hercules,
never wished he wasn't as strong,
as if the avengers,
always got along.
what children don't realize,
when reading these books,
and watching these shows,
is that everyone has problems,
even the bravest heroes.
Nov 7, 2012
Nov 7, 2012 at 7:37 PM UTC
The one that can save any human,
someone in the littlest distress,
or someone in the most.
You saved her.
You've saved everyone you've come into contact with.
As for the one you couldn't save; it constantly reminds everyone of someone, someone who can't be and shouldn't be gone.
The affect it put on you, the look in your eye when you drift off into the distance.
Sometimes superman needs his own super hero saving.
Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 1:24 AM UTC
What is it worth to shout, when no one will reply?
What is it worth to scream, when no one hears the cry?
What am I worth, if I scream but no one listens?
What am I worth if my cry is only heard in these four walls I reside in?
Asking for help begging for a chance yet nothing good to come.
Stuck in a trance, my mind can't handle these thoughts.
Thoughts not new but still morbid.
Gruesome perhaps, enlightening to myself.
A point at last reached, not desired but truly deserved.
Calling one that will not answer, that once was there and has gone.
Mistakes in my shoulders being carried, clearly a well deserved scene.
A call for Superman to lift me up from this shadow I've hidden behind.
One last call please save me now.
I've lost all hope in myself.
Just one last call for Superman.
-Kathia Mariana Landeros
Sep 6, 2014
Sep 6, 2014 at 12:04 AM UTC
If I were to be gifted,
With bounties of superman.
Super sight, super strength super everything!
Freedom and the rare ability to fly,
I'd accomplish oh so many things.
It probably won't be any worth to it
Because it was so easy.
I gained without the love of procuring.
I accomplished accomplishments,
Without the batting of my eyes.
Without the pout of my lips.
I achieved this world,
At my knees free of any hurdles.
Yet it isn't worth any of my super.
Maybe that's why we are all created equal.
And no one superior than the other.
So we treat one another with equality
And join to accomplish wonders,
With each others at our sides.
Free of cruelty and envy.
Free of regret and jealousy.
Free of guilt and hopelessness.
Maybe that's why we are humans,
And humans were created weak.
Dec 20, 2014
Dec 20, 2014 at 6:05 PM UTC
Superheroes inspire us all,
superheroes make us marvel.
Superheroes are adored
from Beijing to Washington D.C.
But superheroes don't wear capes,
they wear a '96 Olympic shirt
and loose-fitting pants
you would never catch me in.
They don't have x-ray vision,
they've worn glasses
for as long as you remember.
They cannot fly,
and yet they seem larger than life.
They never seem to lie,
and they still say "I love you"
in the exact same way
almost sixty years after they bound it to eternity.
They don't have super-strength,
but they are your super strength
and they lift you up
until you can do it on your own.
They seem invincible,
but life has a way of reminding you
that even Superman has Kryptonite.
They are stubbornly steady
even when the bill of health
isn't clean.
Just as they are your strength,
you feel your aching mortality
when you find out
even superheroes get cancer.
Yet somehow,
after their greatest battle is fought,
there they are in all that remains
spreading an unyielding light
upon whoever sees them soaring by.
We wear an "S", a bat,
or even a spider
to pretend that we are our heroes
and emulate their image;
but I won't wear that old shirt,
or those terrible, worn-in jeans.
Instead,
I'll harness that unbreakable spirit,
and maybe one day
I'll be a superhero too.
Sep 4, 2016
Sep 4, 2016 at 3:31 PM UTC
Gusto mo kape?
'O gusto mo tayo nalang,puwede
'O Teka,biro Lang
Pangako kape lang talaga,Tara na
Ano bang gusto **** lasa?
Matamis ba?
Para kahit sa pagtimpla nalang ng kape ko ibabawi yung lasa ng nais ko sa iyo'y ma-ipadama
Gusto mo ba'y Matabang?
'Yung wala ng lasa
'Yung wala ng pag-asa
'Yung kulang sa timpla
Dahil napagod na.
'O baka Gusto mo naman
'Yung sakto lang
'Yung kahit may gusto kang iba
Ako'y patuloy paring aasa
At kahit mangawit man ng sobra
At magpawis man ng kakaiba sa kakahintay,
Sa akin ay ok lang
Kahit ako'y kaibigan lang naman,Mahal
Basta ikaw
At kung ang sagot sa lahat ay pag-papakatanga
Sigurado ako ang nangunguna.
'O baka gusto mo ng 3 in one?
'Cause you want me to be your number one fan
Just like my favorite man
Superman
Spiderman
And maybe a man of mine
Nako ano ba yan!
Ano ba talaga gusto **** lasa?
Ayoko ng manghula pa
Kaya sabihin mo na
Para di nako mahirapan pa na
Ipagtimpla ka pa.
Ah alam ko na!
Gusto mo rin ba yung lasa tulad ng aking pag-timpla?
'Yung nag-kakasalubong yung tamis at pait ng kapeng barako
Oo
Kapeng barako
Parang tayo
Kapag ang mga mata nati'y nag-tatagpo na akala mo naman ay may salitang tayo
Kung nakakapag salita lamang ang ating mga mata
Sigurado
Bistado
Aminado na gusto natin ang isa't-isa.
Pero
Teka,Kape lang ba 'to talaga?
'O meron pang iba?
Sabihin mo na
Para hindi na ako umasa pa na mahulog ka pa.
Tara kape pa
Para makasama pa kita
Ang sarap lang ma-upo kasama ka sa ating tambayan
Kasabay sa pagtanaw sa ating kalawakan.
'O kay sarap sa pakiramdam noong sandaling ika'y aking mahagkan
At batid kong ito'y panandalian lamang, Kaya
Tara kape lang
Kahit walang aminan
Dahil alam ko naman na
Tayong dalawa'y malabong mag-katuluyan.
Feb 21, 2021
Feb 21, 2021 at 9:22 AM UTC
but you are my Kryptonite,
and my Lois Lane.
Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 10:35 PM UTC
Batman, Superman, Iron Man to I cant fly I can not turn blue?
Captain America, Wolverine, Flash, I cant shoot lazers from my eyes or be there in a dash.
X-men, Watchmen, Xavier too, im not from krypton or mutated from a Zoo.
Im not another hero I was rasied as a zero, through words I can inspire and now retire.
Nov 7, 2014
Nov 7, 2014 at 5:27 PM UTC
It's been long said in ancient Sanskrit texts,
"Yatha twam karasi,
Tatha twam bhogasi."
This roughly translates as 'As you sow, so you reap.'
This is true to the core but it's neither unconditional nor is it surely possible for you or me to be happy tomorrow even if we do good today. You might also have observed that sometimes you don't get exactly what you desired and yearned for when putting all your efforts. I will explain in the text that follows.
I am not Superman or a Godman blessed with super powers. I just believe in humanitarian virtues of course for all my life. And I don't despise the idea of theism. As some other people among the readers and their respective circles even I tame the same ideology about God having created the universe and then let us take charge.
I don't get involved in worshipping the creator, but I do thank that creator for having created us all. But how do I keep myself away from the various types of evils? The answer lies within.
What I identify as evil or deleterious to anyone or anything else, I don't do that and I totally despise all of it. Doing so I am aware that what I have been taking to and what I should get into. Whether it's my career or my love life, it almost totally depends on me and my Karma. The remaining few bits also depend on time and third parties who can affect my life greatly or maybe a little.
I don't know about what they quote other "Spiritual" people about and I feel that each of us can have our own views about time. I don't feel the urge to read about spiritual issues written by some well-publicised so called "Spiritual Gurus or Dharmatmas" who talk about out of the body experience.
The next time you think about some problem posed to you, your relative or a close friend, do try the following:
Just get out of your own mindset, think about the issue from a neutral point of view with your sixth sense (common sense) in right place. You're bound to find out the best way for solving it; let it be life or let it be any matter related to it.
Nov 12, 2013
Nov 12, 2013 at 4:27 AM UTC
greyhound station
quarter to three am
in the rain
she is sitting on the bags
playing a vampire movie on the kindle
the screen lights her up
as she leans in close for the big wedding scene
run my hand along her dreadlocks
stopping to eye a new bead
thats her...a new little treasure for my heart each day
she leans on my shoulder as we
sit in the very back of the bus
bare to the warm night air
while dave matthew's sings to us
a little ditty from his long ago
has such a style don't he
she whispers a kiss onto my cheek
slips into dreamin
miles run past breathlessly
just an ebb and flow of u-gas and jiffy ****
just a parade of kids playing by an endless river
right outside this dim window
shes sleepin softly
i'm so awake to how i feel
to how much she means to me
where ya going mister
where ya headed
i point ..."thata way to the bright future"
so full of promise
so full of joys
with her at my side i can do anything
with her i am superman
Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 8:08 AM UTC
Into a place far away but too familiar,
I push open the rusty purple gates,
Inhale a lungful of the province air,
Kick away blue pebbles on the dusty ground,
And then
Mano my lolo, my tito
Beso my lola, my tita
And give my cousins a nudge on the arm,
A pinch on the cheeks.
I squeeze between four people
In a rickety wooden bench and
Pass around plate after heavy plate.
I fill my banana leaf
With spaghetti too soft too sweet,
Almost like pudding,
With crispy chicken dripping with oil.
I wash it off with a cool glass of gulaman,
Chewy beads and gems in sugary water.
Fathers talk about basketball, boxing, billiards;
Mothers browse through photo albums and magazines;
While we children argue about Superman or Batman.
Our laughter fills the humid air
And goes up, up, up to the ears of the neighbors.
In celebration of the time we have together
And a nice sunny day
We devour our meals
And go ahead and
Climb trees and
Get our faces sticky with sweet fruits,
Lick chocolate ice popsicles,
Chase each other in the weedy playground,
Bike around town,
Pick colorful flowers,
Wrestle with each other,
Play badminton on a windy day,
Scare around chickens and guinea pigs,
And play patintero under the dull orange street lamps.
We nervously creep inside the back door,
All sweaty, bearing bruises and scratches
But still with wide smiles on our faces.
All is futile though.
An angry grandmother awaits,
Scolding us for
Coming home past sunset.
More and more stars glitter the sky
As the night gets deeper and deeper.
The gentle evening breeze whistles a note
As it enters through the window.
The karaoke blasts grating voices
Interrupted by hearty laughter.
Playing cards and corn chips litter the table.
We children exchange jokes and ghost stories.
And then,
We bid our goodbyes,
Sharing hugs and kisses
Stained with discontent and sadness.
Our hearts about to burst
In excitement for the next
Reunion.
Nov 8, 2013
Nov 8, 2013 at 3:56 AM UTC
As I walked through the apartment door,
I did not expect anything more but comic books and video games
Scattered on the floor.
I felt like I was at a comic book store back down south.
Batman, Superman and the green guy too.
Posted on the walls for all who entered to view.
But I had no idea who the hell they were.
All I knew was that they had powers,
Till Brett gave me the rundown for about an hour.
Batman is a super-rich guy, with a fly ride.
His parents were murdered by an evil guy.
So Batman goes around knocking bad guys out.
For he won’t **** you because of how his parents went out.
Then we have Superman over to my left,
A very fast man, with an “S” on his chest.
He gets dressed in phone booths, then fly’s to save the day.
He’s got x-ray vision, yep right through your shirt.
If you turn around then it’s your skirt.
Then we have my favorite one of them all,
Green lantern with his ring of power.
Making fists and gripping things.
Anything is possible when he’s wearing that ring.
So this is all I got out of my superhero lesson,
They are all really good guys with their own little blessing.
Jul 24, 2014
Jul 24, 2014 at 6:31 PM UTC
Music
Look up: "Superman" by Five For Fighting.
Kermit sings music by a Muppet Band called Frog's For Fighting...! "It's Not Easy To Be Green, I Can't Stand When High"
I can't stand when high,
I'm not that naive...
I'm just out to find the better part of green,
I'm more than a bird, I'm more than a bear,
I'm more than some-frog in piggy's underwear,
And it's not easy-to be-e-green...
Wish that I was high, ****** and half asleep,
Find a way to lie-about my *** on Sesame Street,
It may sound absurd, but don't be naive,
Even Muppets have the right to ****
I may be disturbed, but won't you concede,
Even Muppets croak upon Skunk-green,
And it's not easy-to be-e-green...
Once again-I'm small-I'm small and GREEN, well it's
Alright! We can all get "stoked" tonight, and I'm not
Blazing...or anything.
I can't stand when high...I'm not that naive,
****** I trip at night, on brownies buzzed on ****
I'm only a frog on Jim Hensen's knee,
Wearing pink lingerie on this one way street,
I'm only a frog on Jim Hensen's knee-looking for
Older guys who flirt with me
WHO FLIRT WITH ME...
who flirt with me...yea, who
Flirt with me...who FLIRT WITH ME...
I'm only a frog that's diggin' the green,
I'm only a frog on kronic seven leaves,
I'm only a frog that's puffin' on green, and it's not easy...
WOOOHOOOHOOOO...it's not easy to be-e
Greeeeeeeeeeeennnnnnn...
Dec 27, 2018
Dec 27, 2018 at 1:49 AM UTC