Cuz you’re a rich little bitch and your mom will buy you a new one

Tear down the steps to my tree house, and I will rip the heart right outta your chest. I should have known that someone who could write these lyrics would not be nice enough to deal with me-catchy though.

If I ever get a tattoo, which i prolly won’t, it will be of a tree. That is all.

Who said this: “Daniel broke the king’s decree, Peter stepped from the ship to the sea, there was hope for Job like a cut down tree, i hope that there’s such hope for me”???

At the Attic I pooped and then found out there was no toliet paper. I amaze myself with my resourcefulness, lets keep it at that.

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