fuck the holy terran chantry, all my homies hate the holy terran chantry.
show honkers
gonna blow up the sun
it’s still there and i’m even more jealous
ripped a dab and a piss at the same time, your laws mean nothing to me
butter
BIRD MAN SAVE THE DAY SKREEEEEEEE
computah, my wife left me.
let this jumbo iced honey bun nourish my body
that’s just monster math
we must become monsters to fight monsters. anyone who thinks otherwise has never really had to fight for anything.
you know what they say, “if ya can’t beat ‘em, come back with a gun.”
you’ve been programmed
eating arbys and playing yugioh, no one has ever been more divorced than me.
taking evil shits is what I do baby
god is not here, I say as I nuke the leftover hamburger helper
jamie taco keeps stealing my lines
got a uti from fuckin the $3.99 subway pocket pussy
maybe it all adds up to nothin, and it’s a beautiful day.
your baby daddy sit down when he piss
middle finger up, never pointin with my index
balogna is a privilege
never knew how badly my soul needed damon albarn singing over west side gunn adlibs.
The man who hopes for his future delays its arrival, and the man who dreads it summons it to his door.
all my homies love auto parts store Tina 😤
jealous of the dead rat in the parking lot at work
Simon says kill your masters
I haven’t showered in over a week, hell yeah I listen to slipknot.
smokin on radioactive isotopes
