**Vtec**

All about Jdm, money, girls, and booze!(;

Lyrics By Me. (62 words rhymed)

Take a look at every section, blocked by my own reflection,
The complection, of the face i hold upon my own election,
Rejection, contemplating my only choices in minor fraction, 
My feet hold no real traction, withold no action,
Overwhelmed with no time for relaxin,
Crazed by my own worlds enfraction,
No pension, gettin paid with recollaboration, 
Filled with tension, for my own recreation,
Retaliation, only thought filled for collaboration, 
Fed food in small ration, my mind be crashin,
My girl be smashin, but with some other fool with no passion,
Depression, overcoming dark fog lifting up like a recession,
Heads hurtin like a concussion, but other girls be blushin,
Puttin dreams down the drain flushin, bein secretive like a Russian,
Lifes been up and about brushin, go to school for one last session,
Only allowed to follow dreams in moderation,
Lifes one big meditation,
Straight shaftin us of pride and prosperous retaliation,
Countries filled with inflation,
Leaving its people striving for desperation,
Watching it crash and fall with no more Constitution,
Wishin it was all a dillusion,
Of our ill stricken minds and dreams diffusion,
Conclusion, wrapped up in this big illusion, 
Of no instruction, allowing it to function,
Our weapons no longer under utilization,
Depreciation, of undivided incarcination,
Rely on genetic mutation,
We’re our own kinds of speciation,
A horrid reformed crazed creation,
No longer striving with held dedication,
Its a game of money made into barbation,
We were warned before at the presidency of Clinton,
Everyones a simpleton,
Brainwashed into thinking nothing of our deflation,
Blinded with their own eyes for no preperation,
Prosecution, done wrong on the streets no certification,
We’re the ones to blame all as a nation,
Left to rought with no ratification,
Of the laws swingin to us under no supervision,
The news on the television,
Lieing blissfully with no remourse or elevation,
No time for meditation,
Let your mind station, for a blissful sensation.

- Micheal Paspall

New front lip, old one got torn off, t(-.-) dips

The family right here<3

my bestfriend…. maybe one day she’ll see how much i hurt..

Why the fuck would the city put sprinklers on an offramp off the freeway?? You know, im casually getting off the freeway when all of a sudden the road around the turn is wet.. and my car tries to slide out and into the bushes. Thank God for my reflexes and driving -.-

You know its bad when you dont feel the power difference with a heavy roll cage in the back of your car, but you feel a major loss of power with certain friends sitting in your car -.-

Those random sad moments that make you wanna cry… Wish someone was here right now.

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