RYAN LEGRAND

I have just realised something. do you need to be creative, to prove how much you love a person? do you need to be musically talented to convey your meaning of love to someone? does love require you to be artistically talented to draw or paint the ones that you love? is it impossible to find love if you are not intelligent enough to whisper sweet nothings?

hmm, i think im not creative at all. i can't play any musical instruments. i can't sketch, let alone draw or paint. at times, i can't even speak proper english and that explains my low intelligence. wah, im in deep shit. i can't love again. so Ashley, can you teach me how to love?

i know you will, baby.

and what's so funny, freakshow? did you finally manage to grow yourself a dick? or did your girl-breasts deflate into man-boobies? or are you contemplating suicide, yet again?

please please please. please grow a dick. i know you have been having mannish characteristics since forever, so if you grew a dick, that would probably explain why you have a seemingly noticeable moustache and a whole lot of hairs all over your body.

oh yes, i can't stop. i can never stop. try stopping me and i'll make you famous. oh right, you do want to be famous. and one more thing, you're so fucking pretentious to the point where you think your life is all so cheery but in fact, you are having the worst life that anyone could wish that they never had. surprisingly, man-freaks like you interest me. i think i like man-freaks like you. your lot gives me a whole new meaning when i look at retards. they are so much better than you.