Better than a two chord song..
It’s pretty cool that I don’t stop, I do like that part of myself.
A will to survive,, and poo poo on your face 👍
“I won’t change until they bury me a paid n****, I won’t change because the P is a made n**** “-Master P
We carry everyday, It’s something the parents of murder victims say all the time. Something they always say.
Gray skies,, fuckin love em, get a big ole depression boner for the clouds.
No one has murdered me yet.. because they’re lazy 👍
This salesman comes in, 6 minutes of useful conversation,15 of personal chit chat..
“are you guys ready to go to lunch?”
I’m sorry, I have somewhere to be..
Psychopath face.
Something about how he uses his face, something about how he reacts to his own monologues…
I…have to get away from you.
I have to be somewhere other than where you are..
Right now,this very moment.
Have to get away from you…
Psychopath.
A man that earns his money with words, trying to sell you on something…
It’s your job to get close to a client?
That client is me .
And your product is garbage 🗑️
And I want to murder you for all the hours I spent in the field,fuckin around with your dogshit product…
“I got killers and dealers…on my side…I got homies in shackles,ready to ride”
Out here in Locust we’ll bomb on you bitch made bad boys…
Feel me ….
I don’t want a free lunch.
I just want to be away from you..
Everytime I drive with my arm hanging out the window..I visualize a car in the oncoming lane,veering over .
I scream, and I pull back a nub..
Bloody stump.
My favorite thing is halted now, I enjoy life half as much…
Cause you took my fuckin arm off ..
I can’t forgive you for that. And I can’t forget…
Things just got real and you made them that way, now we are locked into a conflict,for eternity….
Then I bring my arm back into the vehicle,I realize that I was daydreaming and everything is ok now.
You better be glad 😉
You fucking better be..
Death to the human that takes off my arm,I will gladly spend my life, searching for you, bringing balance to the arm chopper offers of the world..
Insolent.
Insects.
Isolated insolent insects.
I’m listening to a story where a little girl in Australia, she had some mental issue, And she stabbed her mom 100 times and then chopped her head off, then she took the head to show the neighbors.
Kind of a drag, for Friday. I mean it’s Friday, you’re supposed to be happy.
Not listening to stories of little girls chopping off their mom’s heads.
Where’s your mom’s at?
Where’s your mom’s f****** head at?
Deep questions 🤔🤔🤔
dawn 