pour you

You'll miss me you wretched bastards now your minds shall wilt without proper stimulation they'll turn to silt,you will not progress your riddled with guilt water shall be your only friend you may dunk your head to hide your shame hold your breath whats in a name,we've been all through this you'll never survive you have only one chance at a happier life and you'll mess that up too you'll wander aimlessly not knowing what to do I failed to teach you more to ensure your success moderate living at the very best good luck to you anyway go live in a field smoke some beer to help you deal with the drudgery that is your new way of strife amf you now low life........