That moment when you’re on top , the substances do their thing , you have the world on tie tongue. You are the f ucking KING. and then….. The rapid descent.. You can’t pinpoint it at the time, yet the morning brings the horror The horror of the night before , before you were a c unt Was there a time before that? Possibly. F uck it , you’re dead once. I love QPR. I’m not a f ucking matmatician. I dint give a f uck about ana f ucking lytics. I like words , I like unpredictability. Adel, Stan, Rodney, Simon, Roy. F uck VAR. I’ll be dead in twenty years. COME ON YOU R’s! | |