Monday, May 27, 2013
Mr. Nelson
Hey Rodderick, I am not where I want to be, vocally, but it has to do with who is around me when I sing. I am beginning to see future potentials. You can be my record producer, but if you go all sexy sex on me, you will be sent to Levinworth immediately. We will work in L.A. and edit here (MN). We will make a new studio in your residence on Lake Minnetonka. It is just a day that I can dream this way, but it is important that people understand that I do have set goals and dreams for myself. Relationship cords are part of it, but it is not all of it. It is about to be a free press only for me. This kind of divinity is going to make you psychotic, so get it out in your closet. Try on all these mismatched outfits, no crossdressing. I need a friend in you, who does not lie, not a FREAK. I am not going to do therapy on you and your whole actual and musical family. Yell underwater once a week and you will be just fine. Punish, to nth degree, those who anger you actually, including pet nation. It's not too funny that the most violent predators on the planet have lied and lie today about me being aggressive, mean, and violent. I have NEVER hit anyone ever. With all of the violence my way there needs to be heinous punishment for all those who cross that line. We will define it, and you will mine it. Understood.
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