It’s not my job
Whatever you’re complaining about.
It’s not my job.
Old lady just took my blood pressure?
Curious?
Bad diet, smoker, root junkie..
110 over 70.
How’s this dick taste?
These bluegrass fuckers live to 90 ,I swear.
I’m just a chill mother fucker,what can I say ?
I picture classical music in my head and it drops my BP.
“and the nightmare rides on”-behold, the nightmare.pumkpins.
I mean, I’ll probably never do cocaine again.
I for sure won’t smoke it.
I probably won’t do Adderall again, things get real ugly around day three.
I probably will take a Xanax again, But it’s just a sometimes snack.
I’m not going to bang your mom anymore, I know in my heart, I know it’s wrong.
All the violence is in my head, I’m aware of it, and that’s where it stays. That’s where it’s going to stay.
Not even an argument.
Unless I can get close to a Target, then it might be different lol
There’s a sushi knife in my car and it’s sharp as a motherfucker.
The trick is, You let the weight of the knife cut the seaweed paper and contents.
Meaning, you don’t force the blade down, you simply moisten it in water, and slide back and forth, separating every fiber of matter in your way..
Sushi knife sharp as fuck.
Sharp AF
Not like a normal knife.
I don’t stare at people.
I just glance and keep my eyes moving..
Ya know, to not be a creep.
I might do MDMA again before I die, That’s a really pleasant one. As far as getting in touch with the best version of yourself, that’s a really pleasant experience. Probably wouldn’t want to make a habit of it but still, It’s a very pleasant experience once a year or so.
Or once every other year.
You should be with someone you like though