Lex is a miss, not a mister. And I'll bet a 15 year old one (mentally, at least). Lex, talking about sheep is every teenagers angst moment, the "I'm rebelling against society" crap we all go through. When you couple that with a complete lack of knowledge when it comes to the simple things in life (a house, clothes, food, etc.) you're just confirming my suspicions. Throwing the "all police are corrupt" in makes me wonder if you're also wearing your black trenchcoat with your goth look, glaring at everyone you meet in hopes of feeling tough. Seriously, we can do with out it. We've tried to be polite, to further discussion, but it is apparent that you are incapable of even this simple act. Go back to your horrible life living in your middle-class parent's basement, try and do something more productive than bothering us "sheep", and continue writing that evil poetry you are convinced will make you respected by all. Martyrdom is reserved for those who earn it, not for children who dream about it.
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