My new fucks

I have countless of ideas. Countless of sleepless nights. Nights like these, I came up with these poems. You left those beautiful memories with me. You are my inspiration. I shall never forget you and i will try to keep those ideas coming in. Till they don't ring any bell, till the cows come home, till i drop, then i will stop. I miss you so much.

Seems like i got myself a hardcore fan named, 'Yang'. Ty, my dear faggot Larry.