Alright, alright. So you say I'm a self proclaimed pot smoking barbaric ritual death defying pagan super hero, with no regard to the failure or safety of my fellow athletes? You are right in saying that I hit a wall, when all my energy is expended on the love and humility of my fellow soldiers. I love the world, not the system but the people and if you tell me to stop loving them I won't die in my sins but I'll let you crucify me.
Psychology is the stuff that believer love to hate, and caffeine makes me happy to think that you are in pain and I am not. I take pills to make me happy and my blood is relatively low and I thank God for the double espresso long, with two packets of splenda that I had this afternoon.
If you die before I get to tell you I love you, make my soul happy by telling me that you never loved me but were fascinated with my beauty, I love it when you sing.
Take a long drink of red apple cider before you write me back, because I'll be with you in paradise, but if I don't get to see you there, please be kind to my brother.
Love Ralph Machio.
Psychology is the stuff that believer love to hate, and caffeine makes me happy to think that you are in pain and I am not. I take pills to make me happy and my blood is relatively low and I thank God for the double espresso long, with two packets of splenda that I had this afternoon.
If you die before I get to tell you I love you, make my soul happy by telling me that you never loved me but were fascinated with my beauty, I love it when you sing.
Take a long drink of red apple cider before you write me back, because I'll be with you in paradise, but if I don't get to see you there, please be kind to my brother.
Love Ralph Machio.
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