Good. Morning. From Philadelphia....

So what do I awake to find this morning...?

Oh?

Still here are You?

Our "business".

Is concluded.

I don't like repeating Myself.

Your "artwork"?

Is no longer on here.

Now get the fuck outta here.

I don't want to talk to you.

I don't know you.

I don't want to know you.

There is nothing to get past.

And I most definitely do not want nor need "your blessings".

Now move the fuck on.

AND BE HAPPY!

Be.

Happy.

You wanted to "make sure" that "your work" wasn't being used without your permission, meanwhile? Like I typed. I don't need You OR "Your Work". And HAD I HAVE FUCKIN KNOWN IT WAS YOURS IT WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN UP ON HERE.

Simple as that.