And To Think I Saw It On Mulberry Street

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It was my birthday Wednesday. It wasn't eventful. However, my mother can no longer tell me I have to be home by 12. I've yet to receive any presents. Guess I'll have to wait until Christmas for those. This picture is what I will look like in 10 or so years if I allow myself to grow much older. It is Jimmy Pop of the group The Bloodhound Gang. I think it looks like me, especially with the hat (though he is wearing a hat with a "B" and I traditionally wear "A"s). I only hope my nose isn't that big and my skin isn't that pasty when I get to that age.

I will probably look depressed like this (sans the recording studio), though.

"Laugh at every word, trying hard to be cute"

Hate everyone that I hate,
in front of my face at least.
my enemies are your faux foes.
if i were to hate you,
who would you be then?
The same shit you've always been?
will you realize that
you criticize yourself?
will it dawn on you
this is how you live your life,
who it is you've become
or always have been?
will you change
your vile ways?
can you(?)
justify these actions?