You think you know but you have no idea. This is the diary of a breathing onomanopia. Now here's another broken link for anyone who thinks my life's together. I rock a raincoat despite the pleasant weather. God's placed a permanent dark cloud above my head. But he was nice enough to loan me a holy umbrella. Well thank ya fella. How considerate. I'm the illegitimate son of accident-prone degenerates. Today's forecast partly cloudy with a good chance of rain. So I wear my sarcasm badge proudly and. Flash a devilish grin. That'll make the most masculine Men skeptical of his existence. And when the rain begins I take a seat to retire and admire the spectacle. From a distance. For instance there was this cat the other day shootin me ice grills. But when I looked he looked the other way. Now any other day. Wouldn't let this type of shit bother me. Today it was enough to make my lucky charms soggy. So finally I stepped to him. Kindly disrespected him. Looked him dead in the eyes and analyzed how it effected him. He broke down in tears talkin bout how Jesus neglected him. Make this rain go away. Things would be much better. I swear I swear. If the sun would come out today. Life would be more worthwhile worthwhile. And all it took was a sewing needle to deflate my swollen ego. Then pop pop went my God Complex. I never thought 19 yrs after my first breath I'd be in art school surrounded. By corny fucks debating who's more depressed. I'm 21 now and still can't deal with what's real. But I'll be damned if I give up and settles for pills. Daddy taught me better. Mommy taught me how to crack 40's and jack 6 packs in oversized sweaters. And one time my mother changes. So I'm in the rain waiting. For the flood gates to open. Impersonating my favorite VH1 Behind the Music tragedy. Catastrophe never tasted so acidic before. I'm PH balanced. For the floor? But strong enough to stay a float. And doggy paddle long enough to catch that. Life preserver rope. And then I'll be on a parallel ladder laughin like. Damn my man for the love of Pete what happened. And finally I step to you. Kindly disrespect you. Looked you dead in the eyes and analyzed how it affected you. Watch you break down in tears talkin bout how J. Esus neglected you. Misdirected the definition of pitiful. Make this rain go away. Things would be much better. I swear I swear. If the sun would come out today. Life would be more worthwhile worthwhile. Yo you ever watch a whole day wash away like your. Very last match that got wet the second you struck it. Well go ahead relieve your stress kick bucket all you want. A cigarette that never mattered's all you stuck with. You ever watch a whole day wash away like your. Very last match that got wet the second you struck it. Well go ahead relieve your stress kick bucket all you want. A cigarette that never mattered's all you stuck with. Make this rain go away. Things would be much better. I swear I swear. If the sun would come out today. Life would be more worthwhile worthwhile. You think you know but you have no idea. This is the diary of a breathing anomanopia