Who’s disturbed?
Are you disturbed?
I’m not.
I’m just used to this brain and used to this world š
And it makes me sad, not disturbed..
Oh please…get over yourself š
I like silly.
I like what goes too far and I like against the tide.
Paddling upstream, making funny faces as I slide backwards…
It’s not funny to you?
Just ” disturbing”?
Hmmm
That’s too bad..
My bad, sorry you stumbled into my mind.
I don’t apologize for doing it.
I think everyone should.
Even with no money tied to it.
I firmly believe that it is helpful..
So…
Touch my penis?
Handshake instead?
Or nothing,
Nothing is pretty good too…
Sorry your world is crazy š
I didn’t do it,but I’m sorry.
I had vegetables for lunch, because of my triglycerides…
Then I farted and .oh my god….
So…so there’s a fart…
Then there’s a FART.
Demons crawling out of your bootyhole and swimming up to your nostrils…
It was at that point that I realized,
God could never love me.
You could never love a critter that makes me smell like that.
It was a crime against humanity..
Worthy of an arrest warrant.