OK, call me when it is wet enough.
I'm with the hard part, search the other part
and let me know, cos it is hurting already.
I once said to Q:
"at least one have an idea about what is happening here."
And Q replied:
"No, no ones know what is happening, not even autists."
So I trust Q, and admit that I have no idea, about wtf is happening in here, But I trust God, even that he makes me angry sometimes.
I love you, I stay w/ you, for now and forever.
You know who I am, what I trust, what I have.
I love you, but this must change, soon I will go.
Yet I didn't visit this planet that I love and sacrifice for her.
You would like it this way?
You also dissapointed me, w. this criminal president.