darcness consumse youre soul the parasitse souround you the smell of the dead looms oveare yeare head you try and bring me down with you but i will not go so do youre wearse because 1 day you will need my help and i will look at you and laph and i will always rise above you you ken call me the r werd you ken call me ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ you ken call me lord voldemort you ken call me manchild but i will always rise above you wave that phd in my phase all you want i could care less i nowe the truith and thats all that maters so pls pay of whoever you want manipulate evreyone to youre own benifit tell evreyone howe im so dum and such a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ i could care less because when the day comse that you need my help i will just laph at you and wach you strugle just like you have done to me and beleave me all be the first 1 to sine youre do not reysesetate to john calamari from youre son collin calamari go ♥♥♥♥ yourself ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥