Every single year you are proudly present to your parents a paper I threw you back red mark, failing? You don’t like the answer but you proud to get my commands?

 You gonna show to them what I tell you? This is 8 years ...recently you got comments. You wish you can talk like me. So next move you do is? Visiting 3 Art office you come by? Where is Keanu? You got a Ring called Lord of Ring? Mine Reinanssance groups are still deciding ...what the heck that movies means. You got your grading each and every time my comment your head with red red red? You cannot think clear, you cannot talk clear, you pretend you know what’s capital venture-list ...you are protected by your commanders love. They look very loving type of person. Meaning you found your home, pretend to lean on me, MY Reinanssance groups you are so jealous at ...it’s everywhere...you don’t go home to your cimmander, now in front of my eyes you begin to act? I say shred. We have lots of pieces of papers to shred means nothing to me whatsoever ...,just writing you a shit of comments, you need to sleep on it to draft for ONE paragraph. I DONT need a draft. Period you and me difference, 

Babaji: bad.